I am beginning a new book today. It is called The Last Lecture. The man in it has been given only a short period to live. He has a wife and three young children. He gave a lecture at his college and wrote this book for his children as they grow older. They were all very young, probably too young to understand the loss, but he didn’t want to be forgotten, so he wrote too them.
With all the worries we let creep into our midst how can we learn to just enjoy the day? I often hear people say, “Live for the moment! Don’t worry about tomorrow, with it comes a whole new set of worries!”
But I find it hard to live every minute like it’s my last, presumably because it’s not. I find it hard to remember to enjoy every second, because it might be my last. I wish I could. I might have to add that to my twenty wishes and work hard on it.
But a time is coming, and has come, when you will be scattered, each to his own home. You will leave me all alone. Yet I am not alone, for my Father is with me. In me you may have peace. I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world!
We are never alone in this world. Even when it has beaten us down and left us for dead Jesus is there waiting for us to call out to Him! Call out to Him! Now is the time. There may be only minutes left on this earth to tell His story and tell about His love. Only He knows how long we are put on this earth for and while we are here we have only to spread His word. It’s laid out plainly for us in the bible.
Well I guess it’s official now. I had my ultra sound and there is a baby in my tummy! I am so excited! I can’t even believe it’s happening and until my ultrasound yesterday I have been hesitant to get too excited. But now my baby is 2.26 cm long and has a heart beat of 167!
I have been out of practice for so long I am going to have to read all of those baby books over again. Benjamin just turned six years old! He is more excited than I am I tell you! That boy can’t wait for the baby to come.
So now we have to shift gears from the adoption of a toddler or preschooler to diapers and formula. Just what Mitch was excited about avoiding:) Oh well – I will take the poopy, pukey, paranormal smells of a new born. It will be an adventure!