Wait Wait, I Haven’t Bloomed Yet…!

Wednesday, 22 November 2006

Come end of March I'll be a parent. For real. Playing the role of someone to be looked up to.

I can't pretend that I'm not frightened of that prospect. I remember how I used to think of my parents when I was small--they were omnipotent, omnipresent, omniscient. They were our gods.

I wish I knew for a fact that I could bind a wound and make it instantly feel better. That whatever there is in the fridge, I can confidently whip up a full meal for the family. That I knew exactly what to do in emergencies, and remember the name of Belgium's capital and pinpoint where it is on a map. Or what it really means to be a good friend.

When I think of what I could possibly offer our son, all I can confidently say is that I dearly want to do what God would have me do. There's no doubt that I will falter and stumble along the way--but I will be ready to pick myself up and continue with living out my faith, trying my best to follow Christ's example of love.

3 Comments

#1Gravatar imagesooaun says:

hey there, it’s all by God’s grace… and i’m sure you’ll do your best and depend on Him 😉

#2Gravatar imageruach says:

all i can offer is: brussels.

#3Gravatar imageHilmy says:

Relax. The cool thing about kids is that they don’t come into the world bearing a judgemental attitude. The kid with love ya, whatever you do.

Yes, they do start judging people much later in life, but hey, it means you got time.

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