Years ago, a mother of a large family once told me that her happiest days were when all of her children were home. At the time, I mustered all the strength and foresight possible to treasure the countless loads of laundry and dinners knowing that they were only for a season. As that season has come to an end for one of my nine, I better understand how quickly time flies with momentous moments mixed in the mundane.
The question flirts with the your mind wondering if the pain in this moment really is worth all the effort and loss. Yet, as quickly as the thought enters, a deep emotion emerges that testifies to your heart that indeed, it's worth it all. Nothing has refined me more than being a mom, embracing what true selfless love entails. And I truly have found no greater joy than watching my child grow from a boy to a man in the Lord, an arrow being made ready for Kingdom work in the continuing process of the potter's hands. Each day has been a gift, knowing that the countdown begins to a new season, not a march towards loss and fear but one of deep joy and spectacular sights that are now seen from the band stand that simply weren't visible from the ball field. I know that the days ahead hold seasons of loss, great triumphs and victories and the ever present mundane in the middle. What a joy to journey through it all with the ones you hold so dear even across the miles in some seasons! May God grant us a heart that ponders and treasures the lives of those around us! Yes, this moment is worth it all!
Kimberly
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