
I remembered you were in your primary school. You worked very hard for your first public exam. You studied days and nights. You were well-prepared for your first battle. But you didn't achieve your desired result, and you cried bitterly at one corner of the house. But I was happy for you, when I saw the determination and the drive in you. And I told you, "Son, more to come, don't worry."
You stepped into secondary school. You studied days and nights. You worked doubly hard this time. You were ready to face your second battle at the end of your lower secondary education. But this time we prayed together with you for your every battle. You got straight A's and I could hear your scream of satisfaction. But I was worry for you, when I saw the pride and excitement in you. And I told you, "Son, more to come, be ready."
You studied harder and smarter this time. You were well-prepared and ready for your third battle at the end of your secondary school education. And we enjoy praying together with you before your every battle. You were filled with high expectation when the exam was over. I could see your broad smiles and the sparkles in your eyes. The result was finally announced. You had outshone everyone in school and you had achieved all A1's, and I was smiling from ear to ear with tears in my eyes. But I was anxious to see you fight your future battles. An I told you, "Son, be prepared for more."
Which parent doesn't want their children to excel and prosper? Which parent doesn't want their children to achieve their goals? As it is, "Son, be ready for more."
