“They grow up so fast.”
I know that they grow up fast. I do.
This picture was taken less than a year ago.
Yesterday Andrew sold a computer through Craig’slist to a Godly and wise man. As they talked, the man shared something with him that he had learned in his own life about his kids.
He told him that people very frequently comment on the speed in which children grow, how they need to be cherishing these moments and how it often makes parents feel discouraged rather than encouraged. Someone told him when his son was 12 to instead know that he has six more summers with him.
When he realized that, it was tangilble. It was a call to action, enjoy that summer, there is a certain, countable amount of them–instead of a thin threat of how “fast they grow up” and how you probablly aren’t even enjoying what you have.
We have 17 more summers with Finley. 17 summers of popsicles, watermelons, slip n’ slides and family dinners. 17 years to teach him the joy and truth of God, of relationships with others and our family. Let’s make these 17 count.
It’s a number, it’s getting smaller, but it’s not gone.