When my arms
can’t reach my Grandchildren,
I Hug them with my Prayers. Amen
Life is in phases and people in ages. Sometimes we are young and energetic, and as time progresses we get old and weary. While we are kids, we are usually very dependent for a lot of things. The elderlies around us and our parents usually support us physically, spiritually and sometimes emotionally. As we grow older we become stronger and independent. At this time, we are usually able to do a lot of things for ourselves. We leave our parents, cleave to opposite gender and settle in our own home for fresh breath of life and creation of our own families. All in all, we make life continue.
After setting up our new families, kids follows. At this time, our parents become grandparents to our kids. But the bloodline bond never dies. Usually, our parents want to give our own kids the same kind of love and attention they shower on us when we are young as kids to them. However, nature and life circumstances usually take their place. How do I mean? It is either their grandchildren are far away from them in terms of distance or grandparents are now too weak to support our children physically. Nature in a way or the other humbles and incapacitate them. Yet, the love never dies. They try their best to reach out to their grandchildren in connection with the giver of life.
Grandparents love their grandchildren just like their kids. In certain cases they love them even more. They don’t give in easily to the lack of physical strength and stamina to show them love and care. Rather, they usually turn to prayers to support them either far or near. This is why it is a popular saying that “when my arms can’t reach my grandchildren, I hug them with my prayers”.