Saturday, April 2, 2011

Segue to Guest Post

Hey, thank you for the invitation to post as a guest on your blog!

I normally don't write much (just post pictures and links & such) so this is a challenge :) Funny, though ... I had no problem writing as a child. I suppose I haven't outgrown my adolescent awkwardness in certain areas, like public creativity. Seems like a common malady.

Infants swim instinctively, but soon forget how and have to relearn that inborn ability. Children are natural actors in play, but soon become self-conscious and shy, consumed by stage fright or performance anxiety.

"How can someone be born when they are old?" Nicodemus asked. "Surely they cannot enter a second time into their mother's womb to be born!" --NIV John 3:4

Well, apparently we can, and not quite only in metaphor; we are 'reborn' by re-envisioning our roles and relationships, sometimes in small bits, sometimes in large chunks. And these rebirths can reshape our lives.

As Wordsworth wrote:

MY heart leaps up
when I behold A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began,
So is it now I am a man,
So be it when I shall grow old
Or let me die!
The child is father of the man:
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety

--"My Heart Leaps Up", Found in:

Several interpretations of "The child is father of the man" are possible:

  1. What we are when young gives shape and, in a sense, gives birth to what we are when grown (likely Wordsworth's intent);
  2. As parents, we learn as much, or more, from our children -- and from our evolving relationships with them -- as they do from us (a more generic reading).

  3. ... work in progress :)