Do My Best

From the time I was a young boy, I heard my parents say on many occasions to 'remember who you are.' I tried to live by that but made some mistakes along the way. As a grown man, that phrase is a big deal to me. It doesn't mean that perfection is required, it means that I try my very best.
As a young boy, I received a pump pellet gun. If you pumped it ten or twelve times, you could do some serious damage to anything that you would hit. I would go out into the cattle corral and shoot sparrows from atop the barn. I shot many birds that the farmers in our small community found to be a nuisance. My mom had told me that robins were off-limits to shoot. I was alone, one afternoon, and noticed a large nest neatly positioned in a lilac bush. I didn't think much about it until I saw the head of a robin sitting in the nest. To this day, I still can't figure out what possessed me to act on something I knew to be wrong. I positioned my pellet gun toward the nest and 'sighted up' the robin. With the head of the robin positioned squarely in the sights of the rifle, I depressed the trigger and awaited the fatal consequence of my poor decision.  As if my first choice wasn't bad enough I walked toward the nest and waited for a few minutes. Just as I had hoped, the other parent robin flew into the nest. When one poor decision is put into motion, another is likely to follow. Before all was said and done, I had consciously slaughtered an entire family of beautiful robins.
It is one of the lessons of life that makes me feel bad whenever I think about it.
I hold out hope that the decisions I make, now, will allow those who love me the most, to know that I am trying to do my best.
Sometimes there are situations when I have to think that if I were to make a particular decision, would the consequences directly impact Becky and our children in a negative light?  Would my parents approve of my choices?  What about Becky's parents and my siblings?  Would the 'ripples' of poor decision-making continue for a very long time, thus inhibiting the progress toward the eternal goals I am trying to attain?
Fortunately, lessons give me valuable teaching opportunities. In all situations, I remember the phrase that my parents often used--'remember who you are.' It has kept me out of shady situations before and will continue to do so as I follow its wise counsel.