Do you see that floor?
The empty, clean floor behind that mammoth garter-stitch cowl?
Yes that one…
It’s clean. And that’s a beautifully terrible thing.
It’s clean because my littlest boy has grown and begun to take care of his things. It’s clean because we’ve been learning about places for and taking care of. It’s clean because he along with his older brother are growing and changing.
The years are passing. The Earth is spinning. The season will eventually shift from summer to fall. There is nothing I can do to slow it. And truthfully I know I shouldn’t want to. Hearing tonight from the tiny one’s JK teacher how composed and kind he was was marvellous. Hearing his success and celebrating it with him is something I get to do now that he is able to do it. Likewise we heard about the eldest and his triumphs throughout some trials today. This happens because we move, because we grow, because we experience.
Life means nothing without movement. Were we all to stay frozen in time where would the meaning be?
Relationships would not have the chance to deepen.
Faith would not have the chance to be explored.
Life would remain as it is and yet there would always be the question of ‘what if?’.
Now with movement we don’t have to stop there. When we ask “what if?’ we can move towards what will be. When we seek, we can find. When we knock, there might be a door that opens that we can move through if we are willing to move.
Life is changing around here.
Change is good. Change is hard.
Life is changing around here that is certain and I wouldn’t miss for the world.
