I’m sitting in a hotel room, having turned my alarm off at 3:00 a.m. and climbed in the car for a long drive to another country to put my last two lovelies on an airplane, sending them back to America after four weeks crammed high with family.
I’d love to say these days, piled on top of each other, were always sweet, always fun, and never stress-filled. But we’re family. So I stressed some, cried some, and blew up an emotional bubble two times. Hooray! I’m human! And still these past weeks will continue to grow in value: the principle was established through years of doing life together and now each gathering with my children is interest towards my legacy.
This legacy came to life because of the purposes of God for me. These dreams, these years of hope, each testify to the faithfulness of God. I’m grateful there is nothing puffed up or boastful about the words God has given us. His promises are simply true.
Or at least that’s how my happy, exhausted, full heart feels after HOURS of my little-ones-all-grown-up around me, these people I also choose to be my friends. Compound interest from each one of those little ones I held on my lap.
I will praise you more and more. (vs 14)