As I was conversing with my coworkers, we were discussing the upcoming arrival of another baby in May. One of my coworkers asked me if I was excited. I had to admit that I’m more nervous than anything. This will be my fifth child (I can’t believe I’m typing that because I feel like I’m creating my own tribe). I have always been one who gets caught up in all the details about provision, etc. I think that most men have that on their mind.
I also began to think about how my oldest three are growing up. They are 14, 12, and 10. I see them every other weekend. So many weekends, I focus more on what I can’t give them rather than the personal investment of my time and love that I can freely give. I don’t want to miss this.
We often spend our lives worrying about the destination rather than enjoying the journey. I should be enjoying the sweet, sassy, hilarious, strong-willed, and stubborn moments I go through with them because they will soon be college students then adults. They will go on to marry and give me grandchildren (which I hope will be in at least 10+ years because I don’t want to age any faster). Seriously, why rush life? The book of James says it’s a vapor.
Sure. I can treasure what I see in the rear view mirror…first words, first steps. Funny moments. I can also treasure them now. New moments of laughter. Some moments may frustrate me now, but we will look back and laugh one day.
One final application to believers – stop focusing so much on the evil in the world and looking forward to Heaven that you don’t enjoy life and try to get others on the Jesus journey with you. I know way too many people who call themselves Christians whose anthem is “this ole world is an unfriendly world to me”. It might be, but you have a friend named Jesus who gives you songs in the night and joy in the morning. What a wonderful Savior we have!