A Parents Prayer…

Charbel played his first soccer match today – he scored several goals in our living room, and even kicked the ball sideways, like a real soccer player! When he finished playing soccer, he put the ball down and started to play at the little “school desk” my parents brought him a few weeks ago.

As I see him playing soccer and building with blocks, I realize more and more that this is no longer the baby we first brought home from the hospital nineteen months ago.

We are watching him grow and learn at an amazing speed, and I start to think more and more about his future. I don’t think parents can help it – we worry, hope and dream about our little ones. It’s a parent’s right. No matter how old they grow and what they do, we will be thinking about them, hoping they are safe and sound, well taken care of, successful and happy. We will always have dreams for them…

I don’t dream of what our two sons will be when they grow up – doctor, lawyer, teacher or other – it doesn’t matter. I dream, rather, of who they will be. I dream that they will become strong, good-hearted men, like their father. I look into their little eyes, and hope that, somehow, they will come out with the best of both of us and escape the worst. I dream that they will be upright men, who live their life before God and man, with nothing to be ashamed of. I dream that they will know beauty, preserve trust, embrace love, and fear sin. I dream that their heart will always shine through their eyes the way they do now. I dream that Charbel’s sense of humor, positive energy and uncontainable happiness will never go away, and that Paul’s dear closeness, affection and easygoingness will brighten many lives. I pray that they will live every moment of their lives to the full, led by God’s love and protected by his mercy… and, one day, when they are in their prime of life, on whatever path they take, I will point back to these years and point to these baby and toddler pictures, already so full of character and life…  The first kick, the first chair, the first pen… These are their beginnings. Charbel and Paul, you make me proud, and may God bless and keep you, now and always!

2 thoughts on “A Parents Prayer…

  1. Beautifully written Ellen.Your sons have been blessed with loving and Christ centered parents.
    Blessings to all.

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