Honesty can be such a little thing, but the most important thing. There is no growth or change without it. It informs our conscience and provides the foundation and direction for our life.

Have you ever gone through the check-out line and just as you step away having paid for your purchases you look down at the foot of your cart and see a large item, say, toilet paper. This happened to me recently and not being too sure of my memory these days a little worm of doubt burrowed its way into my mind. Had I paid for this? No one else was worried about it if I had proceeded to walk out the door, and it was only six dollars of goods. But my conscience is a fragile and precious thing, so I stopped, turned, and asked if the cashier had included this purchase? No, she had not. So she rang it up. I paid and then left – with a clear conscience.

Sometimes the poorest man leaves his children the richest inheritance.
(Ruth E. Renkel)

By profession I am a soldier and take pride in that fact. But I am prouder — infinitely prouder — to be a father. A soldier destroys in order to build; the father only builds, never destroys. The one has the potentiality of death; the other embodies creation and life. And while the hordes of death are mighty, the battalions of life are mightier still. It is my hope that my son, when I am gone, will remember me not from the battle field but in the home repeating with him our simple daily prayer, “Our Father Who Art in Heaven”.
(Macarthur, Douglas 1880-1964 American Army General in WW II)