Yesterday was an unusual day. My two youngest boys and I made a big circle over into the Texas Panhandle to meet my daughter-in-law and the newest Hampton. As I held the tiny bundle of life I was filled with the same awe and wonder that I had when I first held his father. Too soon it was time to say goodbye.
We then traveled another 45 minutes south to visit a dear lady that I’ve known all my adult life. A glorious Christian woman who will soon be “winging” her way to that vast range that we can only see with our eyes of faith but we hold close to our hearts. She’s ready too; as she has a son she hasn’t seen in 40 something years that she’s looking forward to spending eternity with.
It was quiet as we drove away when Calvin summed it up best with reverence in his voice, “Wow Dad, today we have seen the start of a life and the end of a life.”
Amen, Calvin. Amen. At eleven years old I think he gets it.