Parents Commitment to Telling Their Children About Death

Children have the right to know what their parents believe is right for them. And by death. Parents are determined to tell them.

It is not as if parents always know what they should die for. God knows, we give our children many wrong ideas. But when we do not tell our children what we believe is very important, we tell ourselves that nothing is more important than anything else in life.

We're talking about morality here, for one thing, for being a good person, not looking good, not feeling good, but being good, which is another thing. Character is about being the person who can tell the difference between honesty and hype even when experts tell us lies for good reason. It is about being a person who can smell the seduction of what it is even if it comes as a gift no one could refuse. It is about being a person who feels that something is wrong or legal. And most of all, it is about being a person who knows what the real difference is between loving people and using people.

When the nuts and bolts of right and wrong come into play amidst complex issues that bedevil in modern times is actually not so important here; we forever argue about them.

The most important thing is the character, to be a person with a strong sense of justice and useful in the way people treat each other.

Suppose the child asks if he is allowed to do this or that. The parent says "NO." The child asked, "Why ?." The parent says, "Because it's not right." That's all. Definitions can come later. So are arguments. Repeat the theme for any of its infinite variety, and the child will know one thing for sure: his parents believe that righteousness is more important than wealth, and that doing good is about being the kind of person other people can be. refuse to maintain dignity and impartiality and kindness lives in a world where, when people are wrong, life goes to the dogs.

With that fixed, the child is free to continue writing his or her own story, but whatever his or her story may be, it will have a string of dignity and fairness that will encompass the loose pieces of the structure.

We also speak of faith, with our restless heart seeking its peace with the power of love beyond anyone who can control it in the world. Everyone believes in something. Our children have the right to know what we believe, and every parent is willing to tell them.

Before we put the fork on the plate at any meal in the house, we folded our arms, closed our eyes, and bowed our heads, saying: Lord bless you with this food, Amen.

It is our daily routine, important for all of us.

Given the raw material of our story, we learn who we are; and yet our stories would end one day, they would have to agree every meal meal as we put our sharp heads to pray.

Mother believed that her life and ours were surrounded by Jehovah's invisible arms, that all good things in life came from her, and that whatever we took from her in need of her Blessing would certainly do us good, and we should always be grateful for any gifts of mercy she bestowed upon us. What mattered was not only what he believed in his personal soul, but what his family believed before him, in the third and fourth generation, in which we found our lives. What matters is that in those prayers we learned who we are, where we came from, and where we are going.