I’m too young to have a 26-year old son.
OK, I’m not too young. But I feel too young.
Does God place us inside a time warp once we reach a certain age? Some days I think He does. Because I remember clearly being 26 myself not so long ago. I remember what I looked like; what I thought about; what I loved to do; what I did; the mistakes I made.
I also remember how shallow my faith was; how much it has deepened since then.
And that makes the wrinkles and crinkles, the sags and bags not seem so depressing. Because inside, there are no wrinkles, crinkles, sags or bags. I’m all filled up and expanding with joy because God has taken me along His road with Him.
Imagine what I’ll feel like 26 more years from now!
Happy birthday to my son, Doug.
PRAYER: Heavenly Father, thank you for growing us; for deepening our faith and understanding of you; for caring enough about us to help us on our journey. Thank you also for time, that allows us to measure and keep track. Amen.
WHAT ABOUT YOU? Any memories of life 26 years ago?