The Three Siblings are all upstairs in the Oldest Sister's room. They're not there by force, and they're not fighting. They've actually been upstairs for almost twenty minutes and there's been no screaming. I can't verify they're dancing up there, but the light fixtures down here bear witness to my surmisal.
Mark it down. Cats are sleeping with dogs and the lambs with the lions. The four horsemen of the apocolypse are coming down the street. The Three Siblings are getting along, if but for a beautiful moment. As John Mayer's Waiting on the World to Change was blaring down the stairs it was a melodious gift to hear them, 15, 9, and 5, all sing/shouting,
One day our generation
Is gonna rule the population
So we keep on waiting,
Waiting on the world to change.
I don't think they understood what they were singing I'm pretty sure I've got some parenting left to do before I turn them loose on the world.
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Read your blog this morning and then a paper on the relationship between the established and emerging church this afternoon. Funny how the two had similar themes! The afternoon's author quoted Kahlil Gibran:
“Your 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 your 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.”
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