Honoring parents is the first duty of children. Even in pre-Christian times, all peoples inviolable rule was that the youngest always revered and respected elders. Especially the children of their parents.
FILIAL piety requires, first of all, nature itself: thanks to the parents because we are called to life. And for this one needs to appreciate mother and father. And not only for that. His parents raised us, educated, caring, and vigilantly watched over every step, and helped when we had need of assistance. Moved in his heart the greatest grief, hardship, illness, failure. And, of course, all this teaches children to honor, to respect their parents.
In Scripture we can find many examples of love of parents to their children. And even the vices of children, their incorrect actions of maternal and paternal love can forgive them. Therefore, children must remember this and try to be thankful to our parents. Grievously insulted Absalom his father, prophet and king David, who rebelled against him with his unworthy subjects. But listen to what David says to his generals: deal gently for my sake with the young man Absalom (2 Sam. 18, 5), and when Absalom was killed, David was deeply grieved, cried, sobbed and said: “my son, my son Absalom! Oh, I had to die instead of you. (2 Sam. 18, 33). Continue reading
Where he lived – who knows! We ran through the woods, out in the meadows. Where the night will fall, and there will fall asleep. And how many do such a small need! You want to know what color is this wire? But to answer this question not so easy. If he sat on the branch, the birds spoke:
– There’s a green bug, let’s get it!
And – porch-porch to him. But the bug is not stupid enough to allow themselves to eat. He – j-j! – spread his wings and flew away.
He flew straight into the sun, and then the flowers whispered:
– What a beautiful Golden bug!
And in the evening, somewhere in the chill, he seemed very black frogs. So nobody knew what he was actually. However, it does not matter. Live it was fun, eating as much as you want. All around long he flew, met everyone. The sun was warm, the birds were singing. I’d love to live that life.
Once early in the morning he woke up and flew across the lawn to the lake. On the lawn was full of flowers. The old trees were near the shore of a calm conversation, and young played with the wind, Continue reading