I've been reflecting on the gifts that the generations hold, both young and old. My dad treasured the words of Kahlil Gibran and when I was a teenager, often comforted both of us with the image of himself as the archer me as the arrow.
"Your children are the sons and daughter of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you...You may give them your love but not your thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth..." ~Kahlil Gibran
"Your children are the sons and daughter of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you...You may give them your love but not your thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth..." ~Kahlil Gibran
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Beverly,
What a beautiful post. We can only hold our children for a season, but God holds them for eternity.
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