Arrows as the Gifts from God



“Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from him. Like arrows in the hands of a mighty warrior are children born in one’s youth” Psalms 127: 3, 4.
I have been reading a book called “Fearless Parenting” by Sarah Blount, who is a mother of five kids and is talking from her experience how to raise God fearing kids in this Ungodly world. While going through its pages I got stuck in this verse from Psalms 127 written by Solomon who is famous for his wisdom and wealth. Solomon is describing the offsprings as the rewards or gifts given by God. When we look at the meaning of the word 'Gift' in dictionary, it says ‘something given voluntarily without payment in return’ or an something that you give someone as a present. That means the actual owner of a gift is the one who gives it. The taste and choice of the person who receives the gift may be considered sometimes while we choose a gift, but more importantly it is the decision of the person who gives the gift. Hence when the psalmist says that Children are the gifts from God, let’s think who we are. What is our role as the receivers of these precious gift? We often boast up about our kid’s talents or smartness. Also on the other hand, there are days where we dump all our frustrations and anger upon our kids. Do we have the right to do that? How well are we treating these valuable gifts entrusted upon us by God? When we receive a gift we often try to use it very gently and carefully so that we can keep it always in good condition. Also the value we give to a gift depends on the value we give to the person who gave us the Gift. If we receive an award from the President, that would be the most precious gift in our lives. Same we the way we treat shows how much value we give to our lord who blessed us with our Children. That doesn’t mean we should not scold or punish our kids, but it reminds us the responsibility we have to raise our kids as God fearing and useful for HIS kingdom.
In the very next verse, Solomon is describing children as arrows in the hands of a mighty warrior. When we look at an arrow, it is made up of three parts, a head, a body and its tail. Let’s compare our children to arrows as said by the Psalmist. The head of the arrow represents the mind of our kids. Like the head of the arrow needs to be sharp in order to be used, our kid’s minds also should be sharp with God’s words. As the tip of the arrow helps the warrior to destroy his enemy, the minds of our kids should be able to destroy all the evil things coming towards them. If the tip of the arrow is coated with poison, it will spread the poison to the enemy’s body. Same way our kid’s mind should be filled with God’s love, so that they would be able to transform this world one day. The body of the arrow should be straight and efficient so that the warrior can aim the arrow to the right point. Hence we should be able to make our kids understand the importance of keeping their physical body clean and sacred according to the will of God. The last part is the shaft or tail where we control the arrow. As a parent we should be like well-built shafts so that once we sent our arrows, it won’t go vain. It should be able to reach the goal.
It’s time for me analyze myself. As a mother of three, I should realize my responsibilities are huge, when He chose me as their parent. There will be a time when I have to show HIM that how well I took care of the gifts he gave me. As a receiver of those valuable gift, was I worthy enough? Did I used those arrows efficiently and helped them to achieve their destiny according to the will of their creator, the Heavenly Father.

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