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forces that cannot be discerned . Beyond intelligent discretio n
relative to an abstraction wherein there is no form, color, o r
dimensions. Human warmth as an expression of affectio n
translates into love when a parent measures the pleasure by the
standard of the child's well-being. People like mathe maticians
and scientists think along a different plane than philosophers o r
musicians and fortunately, they have their own kind of faith in
"beyond logic." Parents need that positive attitude raising
children in the spirit of "no de mand too great" where it concerns
seeing to it they get the best of everything that is within the
power of the parents to provide the m .
The reader may be certain that it is impossible to expec t
faithful sensitivity on the part of parents towards their children ,
without deviation, everybody has their mo ments. Thus, we ma y
conclude that parents are neither intrinsically bad nor causing
irreversible damage by hitting their children, but just the same
may be guilty of abuse. We need to research this question b y
analyzing a reality proper to parenting while keeping "beyond "
as pertinent para meter nonetheless. Regarding parenta l
aggression towards children it certainly runs contrary to
professed beliefs that we so adm ire - being a listening ear, ope n
hearted, discreet about private considerations, and patient to
await results as each child develops in accordance with his
successfully progressing according to his nature within the
habitat of his personal environs.
People co mplain about the weather as though their
displeasure; in great measure, will hasten change. The Talmud
teaches that good deeds increase the propensity of earnest
prayers to be accepted as fitting to influence any situation. I was
not one to criticize nature or to understand what the climate was
supposed to be. Where the soul is in harmony fro m within and
without this is what we call love of Hashem, this devotio n
certainly typifies the care of parents towards their children, a
gardener for his plants, a nd an artist for his creative production.
I am sensitive to the sound of trees caused by the invisible winds
that rustle the leaves, and to the chipping singsong of the birds.
Yeah, I even sing a whistling tune sometimes, as do they, b y
inhaling a quick b reath through puckered lips, and the n
moderating the resonance reverberating in my voice so I can
attract the m to answer me. I'm also into the sight of the leaves
emoting percussion and a choreography of motions upon the sky.
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