Sometimes I wish that I could go back to the days when all I cared about was the color my nails would be, or how long I would get to play outside before dinner. As children we didn’t have a care in the world. Our biggest worries existed in a bubble about as big as we were. We could only stretch so far because of our limited understanding. But as we as humans get older, wiser and more mature; our awareness gets a little bigger. We start to see things with new eyes and a new perspective. And along with that new perspective comes new learning, and with it responsibility. Growing up in a Christian home, one was never without some responsibility. My parents, God bless them, always tried to work in some way to get us up and moving. But we wouldn’t have it. Any responsibility and we would complain until their ears were numb from it. But that’s another story for another time. Speaking of my parents, I miss home so much. I miss the closeness of people who love me and who know me. I miss the warmth and familiarity. Everything was so certain in the old days of my childhood. Nothing changed, summer turned to fall turned to winter, turned to spring again. Christmas is right around the corner and I cant wait to fly home and see my wonderful crazy, movie quoting family. There are 24 days until Christmas everyone...Be sure to know that your family is always there for you and God will never leave you nor forsake you.
"Sing praises to the Lord, O you his saints, and give thanks to his holy name. For his anger is but for a moment, and His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes in the morning." Psalm 30:4-5
