Our children often grow away from us. How painful it is to realize our children grow away from us, asserting independence from our wisdom and wishes. However deep the wounds and anxieties of these experiences, our children’s growth and self-determination speak to our love, care, and concern we invested in them. The end of this delicate dependence speaks to the setting of the course to which their lives must steer. The greatest example of this is marriage. In that union, our children become who they’re meant to be and step out on the foundation we have provided for them. It is our continuing prayer that the voices of their past and the voice of the Eternal attend and order the steps of their new life. There is perhaps no joy to match that of harmonious love in family where two generations are able to live not only in peace, but also in love.
From Gardner C. Taylor’s Faith in the Fire (pg. 110)
“Your children are not your children.
They are sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you.
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For thir souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not 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.
The archer sees the make upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness.
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He also loves the bow that is stable.”
― Khalil Gibran
Great poem, Byron. I love the line, “Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness.”