When I was a teacher, one of my students told me that as we prepared for her eighth grade graduation. At the time, it struck me as funny (and, um, maybe a little . . . frank).
But it's true, isn't it?
Tonight I'm feeling a tad sentimental about my kiddos. It's strange to feel that way since they're still small; this very moment, I have the joy of spending my days with them. How can I possibly be sentimental over something happening now?
It's just that every day they transform. They grow and change and learn. They grow and change and explore. Eventually, they'll grow and change. . . and go.
It won't be forever that Superman fills Little Man's imagination.
(But for now -- he's serious business!)
It won't be forever that Royal Princess flops about in heels too large.
It won't be forever that I'll have kidlets pleading to sit with me for a picture.
It's true that some things don't last forever -- moments among them. But those people? They do. That mysterious, eternal something in them? It won't fade.
As fleeting as these moments are, the more important things will stay. "And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love.
But the greatest of these is love." (1 Corinthians 13:13, NIV).
Loving imperfectly, but loving anyway,