As I pulled away from the shadow of the Diamondbacks stadium and onto I-10 East, my eyes caught a building. It was surreal…
That early morning I glanced to my left I thought, “Yep, that will be my first blog.” Midnight had just passed, my oldest daughter had an hour or so earlier pulled away in the limo, now a married woman and I was driving the rental truck full of ‘accessories’ back to our home for early return the next morning. What a day – no week – no month(s) it had been!
The tall building that caught my eye is one I’ve often fondly looked at as I drove by the 7th street exit into downtown Phoenix. That early morning it especially stood tall as I remembered holding Whitney for the first time there just over 21 years ago. The thought of how quickly the path from that day to this, was overwhelming. Where did the days go?
This week, part of my bible reading has been in Ecclesiastes. A great book on life, reflection, philosophy, earthly and eternal things all rolled into one. That morning was like reading my own personal ‘ecclesiastes’ in a moment’s flash. Life goes by so quickly.
What do I take from this? Three old adages, I suppose. One, I grew tired of all the people that would tell me right in the middle of a major ‘public display’ by one of our girls, ”Enjoy those years. You can’t get them back!” Though I did, I wish I had even more now. Second, enjoy the seasons. When we’re young we just don’t get it. But, as we grow older we recognize the multiple seasons life provides, under God’s grace, and how valuable each is. Third and most important, moments like that glance to my left that early Sunday morning just remind me of how incredibly faithful God is over the course of our lives. It’s a journey, not a sprint, and full of grace after grace as we walk with God.