You are absolutely rite concerning all you said.  With all this talk in
society over children's rites we parents have rites as well.  What these
children don't understand is we are responsible for them till they are
grown.  It is harder these days with debit cards and such where the child
can just go to the money machine and clean out your account.  You just stick
to your guns and stay with your decisions.  We will all be behind you and
will be praying all will come out well for you all.
----- Original Message -----
From: "Phil Scovell" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Friday, July 29, 2005 7:40 PM
Subject: Re: It didn't go over well.


> Well, Kathy, put me in jail because I listened to my daughter's phone
calls
> with a stelth recorder I spent 300 dollars on just for that purpose.  You
> think I care it made her mad?  She may still be reading the echurch
mailing
> list for all I know so she might be reading my message.  Good.  I just
said
> the other day to my wife that I wish I could see to drive.  I'd follow my
> daughter around to find out where she is really going.  She has been
> recently caught in lies but she had backup lies for the original lies.
Same
> old routine and she is no teenager.  It's rough, Kathy, when one of your
> children thinks they are smarter than God.  I had a migraine headache this
> week, which I haven't had for years, that could have killed an elephant.
My
> daughter chose, in public, out in front of everybody that wanted to
listen,
> to tear her mother down to the ground by using every four letter word in
the
> book.  But, as I often say, church ain't over until the fat man/lady
sings.
> My daughter does not get the last word in my house.  Nobody does.  My
> youngest son, due to circumstances that got out of control, refused to
leave
> my home one night.  I wasn't mad until he said, "I'm not afraid of you,
> dad."  Then I did get mad but not stupid mad; just hot.  I pushed in all
the
> way across the house to the front door.  Pretty stupid, I know, pushing a
> guy around who is bigger and has his third degree black belt, but nobody
> ever said I was the smartest kid my mother ever had.  Then I made a big
> mistake.  I picked up the phone and pretended to call the police to have
him
> removed.  I know, it was dumb, but like I said, I was mad by this point.
I
> wasn't angry; there is a difference.  Anyhow, maybe I told this before, it
> sounds familiar even to me but I'll repeat what I said, if this is a
repeat,
> my son started crying and said he couldn't believe I would call the police
> on him.  We talked that night, and again a few days later, and
straightened
> things out.  I even told Donna, his wife, the mistake I made and that was,
I
> broke my son's heart instead of his will.  I don't want you and Graig to
> ever forget, however, your home is a place where God dwells.  Chris has no
> right to violate your home, or you for that matter, and I think you guys
> have been doing everything in your power to help the little brat.  So what
> do you get in return?  A kid who pokes his wrist as if he is going to kill
> himself?  A punk who man handles his mother, his blind mother, I might
add?
> A spiritual pygmy defying his own father?  A dope smoker who thinks he can
> whip the world?  Mercy belongs only to those who receive it.  shoot, I
broke
> cassette tapes, broke dope pipes, tore up cigarettes and dumped them on
the
> bed, searched my daughter's purse every time I got the chance, hunting
> through her room and drawers and closets and clothes and pockets and braws
> and shoes and you know what?  I'm even worse about it now because there
are
> two children involved, one whom we have legal guardianship over, and I'll
> kick butt if I have to in order to save them from human stupidity and sin.
> It gets old, as I am sure you and Graig have learned, being used by your
own
> children and especially by the one who thinks they can get away with sin
> against God.  Warm up that baseball bat I told you about once a long time
> ago, Kathy, and take some practice swings.  It isn't your son the devil is
> after; it is your family and your marriage and your church and your church
> members.  Come out swinging.  I'll fly out and visit you in jail if I have
> to but don't go down without making a big statement and hitting a couple
of
> home runs first.
>
> Phil.