“We cannot cure the world of sorrows, but we can choose to live in joy.”
This morning while hanging out at the Honolulu Zoo with the Joy Boys admiring these gorgeous pink birds balancing elegantly on one leg, I overheard a toddler saying to her father: "Daddy, why are all the flamingos turned off?" Sigh... the modern world: where even wildlife is confused for technology!
The loving mother teaches her child to walk alone. She is far enough from him so that she cannot actually support him, but she holds out her arms to him. She imitates his movements, and if he totters, she swiftly bends as if to seize him, so that the child might believe he is not walking alone… And yet, she does more. Her face beckons like a reward, an encouragement. Thus, the child walks alone with his eyes fixed on his mother’s face, not on the difficulties in his way. He supports himself by the arms that do not hold him and constantly strives towards the refuge in his mother’s embrace, little suspecting that in the very same moment that he is emphasizing his need for her, he is proving that he can do without her, because he is walking alone.
Someone once said you’ll know the angels when they come because they’ll have the faces of your children.