Icons gleam, a flickering light,

While screens ignite, in darkest night.

My children gaze, a digital sheep,

Does #Christ still keep, a watch so deep?

A shepherd's voice, through fiber spun,

A modern choice, for everyone.

He shares the Word, in byte and stream,

A flock unheard, it would all seem.

But shadows lurk, temptations rise,

Behind the work, disguises.

I pray they see, with hearts so pure,

#Virtue’s decree, forever sure.

Forgive me, Lord, my anxious plea,

Guide them toward eternity.

Let ancient truth, and modern grace,

Fill all their youth, in every place.

#OrthodoxDad #RaisingKids

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Guide and sheep,

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#OrthodoxDad still anxious night.

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While modern spun,

A grace,

Fill everyone.

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