Wednesday, November 6, 2024

Arrows

 

When I was ten years old, I found an arrow in the woods behind my house.  It was a green target arrow with yellow fletching.  The next Saturday, my dad made me a bow to go with my arrow.  It had a steel string, and I had to use a cotton winter glove to pull it back.  The bow was hickory and too strong for my ten-year-old arms, but I had fun with it.  Pastor Jamie’s sermon last Sunday night was about encouraging our children.  Psalm 127:3&4, “Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD … As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the youth.”  Brother Jamie said that arrows need to be balanced, sharpened, pointed in the right direction, and released at the proper time.  A good reminder on how to raise children.  But, this reminder is a little late for me, because my children are 52, 49, 47, and 43 years old!  (I hope I got the ages right, and I hope I raised them right.)  But I am writing this for you … and for my children raising their children.  Good advice from Scripture … for my children and for you!

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