...the years are short. I had not heard that saying until a time back but it stuck with me. "The days are long, but the years are short." Isn't that the truth? Especially when those years seem to go by faster and faster and faster.
It seems just like yesterday I was a young mother driving my little girl to preschool for the first time. I fretted and fretted over that day. Face it, she was my only child. I didn't have a chance with another for a "do-over".
At that time, The Girl was going to attend the preschool in our small town at the Baptist church. The plan was to pull the car up, the teacher would open the door, and the child would get out. Did my child do that? Of course she did! She bebopped right out of that car, took that teacher's hand, began to walk in and never looked back. This mama started crying before putting the car in gear to drive away. Geez. How dare she go in and not look back?
With that experience "under my belt", I can compassionately smile a bit as The Girl goes through her first day of school emotions for The Grandbaby. And, especially this year as this is the last first day of preschool. The Girl sent photos. I found myself comparing mentally the past two years when she's held this little sign while she wears her mommy constructed cricut name shirt. I see the longer hair, the taller body, and the growth. That little impish smile is the same.
I consider and realize that, just as the Lord had a plan for The Grandbaby's Mama as she bebopped in that church preschool that day long ago, HE has a plan for The Grandbaby. My prayers will continue that The Grandbaby will be kind and love Jesus first and foremost amidst all the other things she will learn in her life.
So there you go... let the school year begin!
It seems just like yesterday I was a young mother driving my little girl to preschool for the first time. I fretted and fretted over that day. Face it, she was my only child. I didn't have a chance with another for a "do-over".
With that experience "under my belt", I can compassionately smile a bit as The Girl goes through her first day of school emotions for The Grandbaby. And, especially this year as this is the last first day of preschool. The Girl sent photos. I found myself comparing mentally the past two years when she's held this little sign while she wears her mommy constructed cricut name shirt. I see the longer hair, the taller body, and the growth. That little impish smile is the same.
I consider and realize that, just as the Lord had a plan for The Grandbaby's Mama as she bebopped in that church preschool that day long ago, HE has a plan for The Grandbaby. My prayers will continue that The Grandbaby will be kind and love Jesus first and foremost amidst all the other things she will learn in her life.
So there you go... let the school year begin!
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