But ye shall receive power, after that the Holy Ghost is come upon you; and ye shall be witnesses unto me in Jerulsalem, and in all Judea, and in Samaria, and unto the uttermost part of the earth. Acts 1:8
Pearl River Baptist Association
Wednesday, November 14, 2018
Kingdom Builders for Christ--The Local Church/Association Working Together

Mugsy's Corner

Faith Counseling - Richard “Mugsy” Davis
 
 BEEN PONDERING: I’ve always been impressed by the insight of famed Developmental Psychologist/Theorist Dr. Erik Erikson’s Psychosocial Stages of Development.   The last stage that Erikson identified was called Integrity vs. Despair.  In this stage we begin to look back over our lives and evaluate whether we see ourselves as “successful”.   Recently, somehow I found myself as a sixty-five year old adult!  Blessed to still be happily married to my forty plus year soul mate and friend.  I was happy for my wife to be retired from teaching…only to become a full time baby care-giver to our precious twenty one month old grand-daughter and two week old grand-son.   One evening I was watching my granddaughter play and I began a backward look over my years trying to find where the years went.  Fortunately, I have experienced far more pleasures in my life than regrets.
            My wife and I got into the parenting life later than many.  I was thirty and my wife twenty-seven when our son was born.   Fifteen months later we were blessed by the birth of our daughter.  I really wanted to be a good dad for our kids and I tried following the advice of Dobson, Smalley/Trent, Leahman and others who were parenting resources giving insight and direction into quality family relations.  I regret, as I look back, that there were many times I was physically home but mentally absent still trying to resolve some issue at church or emotionally still trying to help carry the load of pain some member was struggling through.  Now, I find that I am captivated by every new spoken word by my granddaughter or watch her play in one of the play stations my wife has scattered around our den.  I’m captivated by every new movement my grandson makes and I cherish the joy of holding him.  I believe in the worth and value of life! All lives matter!!
            I wonder how we as a culture and world members have moved so far away from the innocence of the nineteen-fifties when we lived the lives of the Cunningham’s and Fonzi from the TV show “Happy Days”!  Today, I regret that our Grand children are growing up in a world that I don’t recognize.  I see innocence robbed, violence and disrespect for life in the womb or Christians living in fear for their lives because of radicals who murder in the name of a radical faith.
            If we, the people of faith, fail to speak up I wonder who will speak up for us if there is not a return to respect for all lives!
   Mugsy is in our office on Tuesdays and confidential appointments can be made by calling 601-798-2372.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Who' is your hero? As many of you, I am a sports fan. I would guess that on a scale of one to ten I would be about a seven on most days. There was a time that my hero was Mickey Mantle. Why - when I was a boy and I played Little League Baseball I chose Number 7 for my uniform number! Truthfully, the only similarity Mick and I shared was we both wore Number 7 with real great pride. A couple of years ago my son gave me a book The Last Boy, based also on Mantle's life. As I discovered facts about the mighty Mick that I didn't know and I realized that I had become hardened and had
to admit that I really was not surprised by some of the things reported in the book.
Skip forward to today and we read about a young “celebrated student athlete” that was caught up in a lie about a girlfriend. The lesson to be learned is - keep our eyes      focused on those many unsung hero’s who have faithfully served and given of themselves to equip and encourage us who follow their “Godly example”. 
My question is “Who is/are your heroes”? 
 
        
Who' is your hero?  As many of you, I am a sports fan. I would guess that on a scale of one to ten I would be about a seven on most days. There was a time that my hero was Mickey Mantle. Why - when I was a boy and I played Little League Baseball I chose Number 7 for my uniform number!  Truthfully, the only similarity Mick and I shared was we both wore Number 7 with real great pride. A couple of years ago my son gave me a book The Last Boy, based also on Mantle's life. As I discovered facts about the mighty Mick that I didn't know and I realized that I had become hardened and had to admit that I really was not surprised by some of the things reported in the book.  Skip forward to today and we read about a young “celebrated student athlete” that was caught up in a lie about a girlfriend. The lesson to be learned is - keep our eyes focused on those many unsung hero’s who have faithfully served and given of themselves to equip and encourage us who follow their “Godly example”.  My question is “Who is/are your heroes”? 
       
   Confidential appointments can be scheduled by calling Winifred at the Association Office. (601-798-2372)