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Dear Men,

I'm reading a book. In this book it was talking about the culturally acceptable and expected phenomena of degrading men. All too quickly our mouths spew unkind, disrespectful, rude words and jokes which people laugh at but they make God frown and hurt the hearts of the men around us. For this I am truly sorry. Chivalry, gentlemanly behavior, and male leadership are offensive in our feminist culture. For this I am also truly sorry.

On behalf of other grateful women I would like to just take a moment to thank men for 25 things they do.

Thank you for;

1. Taking out the trash
2. Opening the door
3. Scraping the car
4. Cleaning the driveway
5. Carrying heavy (and not so heavy) things
6. Leading Bible study
7. Praying
8. Working hard
9. Watching for the safety of others
10. Starting the car
11. Going last (for meals, through the doorway, and just about everything else)
12. Holding the umbrella
13. Answering questions
14. Helping your mom
15. Drying the dishes
16. Playing with small children
17. Being respectful
18. Changing the tires
19. Changing the oil
20. Fixing the leaky sink
21. Continuing to do what's right even when you're tired
22. Caring for the souls of others
23. Flowers
24. Mowing the lawn
25. Hanging pictures on the wall

For all these and the many other things you do we thank you and we should say it more often. Please forgive us when we forget to express our thanks. I would also like to encourage you that we need real men; men who get dirty, men who find the answers to the tough questions, men who work hard in their churches and communities, men who stand fast in their faith and lead their families with love and commitment.

Thank you




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