TO MY VIOLIN CHILDREN
The night before one of my children prepare to take flight out of the family nest, I don't sleep well. Last night was no exception. During the moments of prayer and contemplation, the thought came to me that children are a lot like violins. God is the master Craftsman lovingly creating each unique instrument, but then He places each unpolished gift into a parent's hands. The violin spends time aging and maturing, sometimes being exposed to sunlight to darken its beautiful grain and expose its hidden beauty. Layers of varnish are added through years in training and teaching. Sadly, some parents don't take the time to brush the varnish on evenly with smooth strokes, and their work is evident in the appearance and behavior of their children. Some parents push the children out into the world without adding a protectant coat, and the instrument is quickly damaged. But those parents who realize the value of the gift God has entrusted to them, loving...