When we were camping a few weeks ago the children collected acorns.Surprisingly they sprouted, these oak children, begging to be planted. Visions of stately oaks along our back fence line. For now, we tuck them into one long straight furrow in the garden.
Nuggets of trees, will they grow? And the nuggets planted in the fertile children's minds? Their hearts? Will my seedlings grow into mighty oaks?
I suppose that as parents we dream big dreams for our children. Explorers, doctors, philanthropists, artists, historians, musicians, athletes. Yet, the only thing commanded in the scripture is to "love the Lord your God and your neighbour as yourself". I draw my seedlings close and pray that they may be mighty oaks in His garden. Giving blessings of shelter and beauty and strength.
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