One evening after dinner, my five-year-old son Eli noticed that his mother had gone out. In answer to his questions, I told him, "Mommy is at a Tupperware party." This explanation satisfied him for only a moment.
Puzzled, he asked, "What's a Tupperware party, Dad?"
I've always given my son honest answers, so I figured a simple explanation would be the best approach. "Well, Eli," I said, "at a Tupperware party, a bunch of ladies sit around and sell plastic bowls to each other."
Eli nodded, indicating that he understood this curious pastime.
Then he burst into laughter.
"Come on, Dad," he said. "What is it really?"
One of the best marksmen in the FBI was passing through a small town. Everywhere he saw evidence of the most amazing shooting. On trees, on walls, and on fences there were numerous bull's-eyes with the bullet hole in dead center.
"In matters of style swim with the current; in matters of principle stand like rock."
"Isn't it amazing that God gives breath to a man who is going to blaspheme Him all day?"
A father used to say to his children when they were young: —When you all reach the age of 12 I will tell you the secret of life.