“Enjoy these days, they go by so fast!”
When we first had children, Krista and I heard those words more often than we could count. Wise folks, grandparents in particular, would remind us to hold our babies tight and savor the little days because they would quickly be behind us. I think we knew in theory what they meant, but over time it’s become increasingly apparent in actuality just how fleeting family days are.
A few years back I sat down and calculated it. Assuming our kids are “at home” for roughly twenty years or so, each passing year represents about 5% of our “at home” time with each of our kids. Of course we’ll know our kids as adults, but these are the formative years. So at four years old, we’re already at 20%. Wow, that’s sobering.
Last week Claire turned ten years old. I’m telling you, it hit me like a ton of bricks: that’s 50%!
It’s halftime! Time for a huddle. Time to evaluate. Time to step up our game. Time to pray.
“Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” (Psalm 90:12)
Amen and amen.
You are loved, more than you know!