Among the stories we have read for the past week, the story of the Travelers and the Plane Tree is what I love the most. Let me share with you the lessons we’ve learned.
Two Travelers, walking in the noonday sun, sought the shade of a wide-spreading tree to rest. As they lay looking up among the pleasant leaves, they saw that it was a Plane Tree.
“How useless is the Plane!” said one of them. “It bears no fruit whatever, and only serves to litter the ground with leaves.”
“Ungrateful creatures!” said a voice from the Plane Tree. “You lie here in my cooling shade, and yet you say I am useless! Thus ungratefully, O Jupiter, do men receive their blessings!”
The mother and the three boys
Sometimes out of exhaustion, I would question the boys’ insensitive acts and not appreciate the sacrifices I do for them. I would wake up early in the morning, for instance, to prepare their school baon but then they would go home with their food still inside the lunchbox. They didn’t touch the food.
Perhaps it is but common for other moms to ask “how could you do this to me after all the sacrifices that I have made for you?”
To which the children would innocently question “what have I done wrong? I did not ask you to sacrifice for me.” Or maybe they are thinking it is the responsibility of the parents to bring them up.
Love and sacrifice
Most parents are driven by loving intentions. They are eager to provide for their children. As more dads are working overtime and even having a second job in addition to their regular employment, more and more moms are giving up their promising careers to be full-time parents.
As some may call these acts as sacrifices, others regard these as a demonstration of love.
I am then left thinking if what I do are mere sacrifices or acts of love. They say sacrifices are meant to give up something of value in exchange for something of greater value. That means then that I know for a fact my priorities thus I am merely leaving behind something of lesser value. There is no selfless act in there then as I choose the more important and valuable.
Some men underrate their best blessings
From experience then, I must say loving our children can be the purest form of love. Or perhaps the most selfless service we give. We go beyond sacrifices. Because we know in our heart that our children are our blessings who deserve not only our sacrifices but our selfless love.
So next time I feel exhausted and think of my children as ungrateful, I must remind myself that I underrate my biggest blessings. Again, my boys are God’s graces worthy of love and not mere sacrifices.