...We can't stop it.
Or slow it down.
Or speed it up.
No matter what we are experiencing in life,
time continues to pass at the same rate, day after day.
I think this is a blessing, even though we are rarely content in it.
But time creates memories.
It gives us things to look forward to.
It assures us that things will change when we're feeling stuck.
It teaches us when we look back at the past.
It heals hurts.
7 years back in time (as of yesterday), my Skyler was born.
Nearly two years ago, he closed his eyes, only to open them again in Heaven.
82 years ago, my Papa was born.
Just over a week ago, he opened his eyes to see his Creator.
Time is funny like that.
It doesn't always make sense to us.
I believe there is no time in Heaven.
They are just there, and it's forever.
For Skyler and Papa, they are Home.
We're still stuck in this land of time, so we look ahead.
We wonder when our turn will come.
There is no way to know.
But we can be ready.
Or slow it down.
Or speed it up.
No matter what we are experiencing in life,
time continues to pass at the same rate, day after day.
I think this is a blessing, even though we are rarely content in it.
But time creates memories.
It gives us things to look forward to.
It assures us that things will change when we're feeling stuck.
It teaches us when we look back at the past.
It heals hurts.
7 years back in time (as of yesterday), my Skyler was born.
Nearly two years ago, he closed his eyes, only to open them again in Heaven.
82 years ago, my Papa was born.
Just over a week ago, he opened his eyes to see his Creator.
Time is funny like that.
It doesn't always make sense to us.
I believe there is no time in Heaven.
They are just there, and it's forever.
For Skyler and Papa, they are Home.
We're still stuck in this land of time, so we look ahead.
We wonder when our turn will come.
There is no way to know.
But we can be ready.
Both my son and my grandpa blessed my life in big ways.
With the passing of time, and the ability to look back, I am seeing how God has taught me in different ways, using His people as tools to do it.
Papa has an amazing legacy.
He lived his life serving his Lord.
He wasn't perfect, but he carried the torch of his faith.
He left behind many who can continue.
He was one of the people who taught me about Jesus.
Especially in my preteen and early teenage years.
I remember him telling me stories,
sharing scripture,
inspiring me with his mission,
and teaching me what having a personal faith really meant.
With the passing of time, and the ability to look back, I am seeing how God has taught me in different ways, using His people as tools to do it.
Papa has an amazing legacy.
He lived his life serving his Lord.
He wasn't perfect, but he carried the torch of his faith.
He left behind many who can continue.
He was one of the people who taught me about Jesus.
Especially in my preteen and early teenage years.
I remember him telling me stories,
sharing scripture,
inspiring me with his mission,
and teaching me what having a personal faith really meant.
Those are (almost) all of my cousins from my mom's side of the family,
as well as about 1/3 of the great grandchildren.
It was a privilege to get reacquainted with them,
as we gathered to remember and say goodbye to our dear grandpa.
It was a bittersweet time, as death often is.
That woman in the center of the photo...
that's my grandma.
She is one of the strongest people I know.
I can't imagine the things that time has brought to her,
and the ways that God has taught her through it.
Looking back into the more recent past...
this little boy.
as well as about 1/3 of the great grandchildren.
It was a privilege to get reacquainted with them,
as we gathered to remember and say goodbye to our dear grandpa.
It was a bittersweet time, as death often is.
That woman in the center of the photo...
that's my grandma.
She is one of the strongest people I know.
I can't imagine the things that time has brought to her,
and the ways that God has taught her through it.
Looking back into the more recent past...
this little boy.
He is the little boy who made me a mother.
The feeling of holding your first child in your arms is completely mind blowing.
There is truly know way to describe it.
But I think the things that happen in our hearts in the days and months and years that follow is even more amazing.
I had no idea what God would teach me through this sweet little life.
For me, becoming a mom showed me so many things.
How truly selfish I was.
How big my heart could grow without actually exploding.
How much control I gave to fear.
How easily priorities in life could get mixed up.
How much God truly sacrificed for His children.
That I really didn't have as much patience as I once thought.
And that I didn't have child raising figured out after all.
How tightly we can hold on.
And how hard it is to let go.
On and on the list goes.
I am starting to see how little we actually know in this life.
God is shaping us and molding us through every experience.
He puts people in our life that teach us and challenge us.
Some of those things have been very hard.
Yet even through those things, I have seen His faithfulness.
Despite who I am.
Despite all of my mess ups.
Despite my stubbornness.
He is the patient Father.
His arms are always open.
His ears are always listening.
His LIFE has been given for ME.
I believe.
I am thankful.
The feeling of holding your first child in your arms is completely mind blowing.
There is truly know way to describe it.
But I think the things that happen in our hearts in the days and months and years that follow is even more amazing.
I had no idea what God would teach me through this sweet little life.
For me, becoming a mom showed me so many things.
How truly selfish I was.
How big my heart could grow without actually exploding.
How much control I gave to fear.
How easily priorities in life could get mixed up.
How much God truly sacrificed for His children.
That I really didn't have as much patience as I once thought.
And that I didn't have child raising figured out after all.
How tightly we can hold on.
And how hard it is to let go.
On and on the list goes.
I am starting to see how little we actually know in this life.
God is shaping us and molding us through every experience.
He puts people in our life that teach us and challenge us.
Some of those things have been very hard.
Yet even through those things, I have seen His faithfulness.
Despite who I am.
Despite all of my mess ups.
Despite my stubbornness.
He is the patient Father.
His arms are always open.
His ears are always listening.
His LIFE has been given for ME.
I believe.
I am thankful.
And because of all of this,
I KNOW....
the little boy, who we celebrated yesterday...
the one who we miss with aching hearts...
who had a grin that would light up a room...
who has taught me so much...
I KNOW
I will see him again.
But how long?
How many more days do I have to wait?
It doesn't matter.
Because He is faithful.
His promise is sure.
And there is no time when we are talking about Forever.
Hold onto His promise.
Believe it and KNOW.
I KNOW....
the little boy, who we celebrated yesterday...
the one who we miss with aching hearts...
who had a grin that would light up a room...
who has taught me so much...
I KNOW
I will see him again.
But how long?
How many more days do I have to wait?
It doesn't matter.
Because He is faithful.
His promise is sure.
And there is no time when we are talking about Forever.
Hold onto His promise.
Believe it and KNOW.
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