- competence - Having the ability to apply knowledge, skills, or judgment in practice if called upon to do so.
How did a bumbler like me have offspring such as mine? This is a mystery. I pondered this as I watched her haul a heavy bucket of water in the heat of an August afternoon in Niger.
Our children outdo us.
On Children
Kahlil GibranYour children are not your children.
They are the 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 their 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 mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let our bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.
Kerry, this is so beautifully put with one of my lifetime favorite writings. We can love our children and be so proud of them and yet it's so hard to let go of that arrow and come to the realization that they are strong individuals who can and NEED TO go out on their own, flapping their wings, carrying their own loads, living their own lives, knowing that we are still connected in a way that only families are connected. Knowing that we will always need and love each other. Knowing we'll still get those phone calls that say "Mama, I don't feel good!" Lovely pictures, brother John!
ReplyDeleteThis is such a beautiful post. Your photos are very good. What a great memory to have and to share.
ReplyDeleteyou. are. killing. me.
ReplyDeletewhat a good reminder for me - i love this poem and hear Sweet Honey in the Rock whenever I read it...
lord love that woman with WATER on her head of all things. shoot. doesn't she know how heavy water is?