Sunday, October 19, 2008
A gift called parenthood
When someone becomes a parent, they are somehow blessed with the innate ability of knowing their child's every thought and action without even having to ask or be told. It's as if a child is an extension of themselves - a younger 'bud' which has grown out of them, while at the same time, a 'bud' that's totally unique and different.
Whenever a child is happy, a parent feels double the pride and joy. And whenever a child is in pain, a parent experiences triple the effect of the sorrow. It is through parents that children are kept grounded. Parents are there to remind us that it's ok to be vulnerable and weak; that there's no need to put on a brave front all the time.
And of all the things that parents can do for their child, the one thing which they cannot do, is to stop loving us. If they could, they would gladly shoulder our pain and burdens if it means we can be happy.
With such a display of unconditional love, I wonder how, even the most skeptical of skeptics, can question the existence of God.
Posted by Jo at 9:22 PM
