The Gift of Memories
Children are a gift from the Lord; they are a reward from him. Psalm 127:3
Hard to believe it's gone so fast, Sam my oldest son is now entering his senior year at Bluffton High. Doesn't seem that long ago we were bringing him home from the hospital, now we're taking him on college visits. He wants to enter the military, hoping to graduate from college as a commissioned officer. As always, we counsel him to follow his dreams while remembering it's all in God's hands.
Lisa and I have been told countless times, "Enjoy the years you have, because they'll be gone before you know it." We wasted none of it and cherished all it. Yet it still seems like it went too fast. We have five others that will follow the same path, our youngest being three, many years before our home is empty.
One by one they will leave our home--to college, to work, marriage, to their own homes. Eventually we will have space for a guest room, a study, maybe one day a library--just for the two of us. But it will never be empty. Every corner, every room, every nick on the coffee table, dents in the walls will be crowded with memories. Memories of movies, meals, parties, Christmases, bedside vigils, summers, sunburns, fires, winters, going barefoot, leaving for vacation, cats, conversations, injuries, graduations, first dates, ballgames, arguments, washing dishes, bicycles, dogs, getting home from vacation, and a thousand other things that fill the lives of those who raise six children.
Eventually all of that will be gone, and Lisa and I will sit quietly in our wonderful home with love and the reward that God has so richly given us....memories.