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April 2, 1987. This past week I was pleased when we received a
small package from our son Doug, who is serving an LDS mission in Guatemala.
I was the first one home that
afternoon and, upon opening the package, found a tape recording. Doug recorded
a few of his thoughts on audio-cassette and sent them to us.
While looking for a tape player, I was anxious to hear what he would have to say. How was he
feeling? Was he well? How was the work progressing? He had been gone from home 10
months now, and since he was our first to leave, it has been an adjustment for us
as well as him.
I was pleased to hear that he is
happy, and he has struggled, as do all others who have to learn a new language
in a relatively short period of time. Adapting to another culture and climate
has also required some adjustments for him.
While listening to the tape, I
wondered if he has changed much. What
will he be like in a little more than a year, when he returns? I recalled his
birth in Bountiful. Then I remembered the years we lived in Florida, Illinois,
Wisconsin and finally, once again, Utah. I well understand the sentiments of
Tevye and Golde in Fiddler on the Roof when they sing the touching song,
“Sunrise, Sunset” with the lyrics “Is this the little girl I carried? Is this the little boy at play?”
What is it a father and mother wish
for their children as they leave home? Many options are before them. Work.
School. Marriage. And for some, missions.
One parent recently remarked that
taking a son or daughter to the Missionary Training Center in Provo is one of
the most difficult things parents will ever do. But leaving them there is also
one of the easiest.
During the early days of World War
II, another father was concerned about his son in the Philippines. The man was
General Douglas MacArthur, who wrote the following prayer in behalf of his son:
“Build me a son, O Lord, who will be strong enough to face himself when he is weak, and brave enough to face himself when he is afraid; one who will be proud and unbending in honest defeat, and humble and gentle in victory.“Build me a son whose wishes will not take the place of deeds; a son who will know Thee – and that to know himself is the foundation stone of knowledge.“Lead him, I pray, not in the path of ease and comfort, but under the stress and spur of difficulties and challenge. Here let him learn to stand up in the storm; and let him learn compassion for those who fail.“Build me a son whose heart will be clear, whose goal will be high, a son who will master himself before he seeks to master other men, one who will reach into the future, yet never forget the past.“And after all these things are his, add, I pray, enough of a sense of humor, so that he may always be serious yet never take himself too seriously.“Give him humility, so that he may always remember the simplicity of true greatness, the open mind of true wisdom, and the meekness of true strength."Then I, his father, will dare to whisper, "I have not lived in vain."
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