Christening!

The little prince's christening went wonderfully.

It was held in the University Chapel which is very adaptable for events having padded stools rather than chairs. They can be arranged facing the front or in a circle or whatever. So it was easy to feed him near the back and change him into the gown, which fitted him a treat.
So he became the 4th generation to wear the Christening gown.





He took everything in his stride as he usually does..wondering what on earth all these people were doing to him...the bit I liked most was when all the congregation were invited to come up and make a cross on his forehead and say welcome to him.

There was lovely music too, his other grandparents has written a song for him..'Welcome to the world'.

I had to do a reading..not my scene..but this one was lovely..

from The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran


And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, "Speak to us of children."

And he said, "Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.

They come through you but not from you, and though they are with you, yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, for they have their own thoughts.

You may house their bodies but not their souls, for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.

You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth. The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.

Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness. For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.