The Times They Are a Changing!

I am tired, very tired, but it has been a good day. My youngest son and I spent the day visiting by parents and sisters. Times they are a changing. I guess they always are. The years have flown by and not only do my parents know that there are fewer years ahead of them than behind them but I know that, more that likely, there are for me also. Just to equal the time already behind me I will have to live to the ripe old age of 94. Not typical for most folks these days. My dad talks of wanting to be here as long as he is useful to God, but when he's not how he would prefer to move on and be with God. I understand. My teenage son is uncomfortable with all the talk of death. There is discussion of what we do and don't want to happen at our funerals. There is no point in burying our heads in the sand and pretending that life is different. As my dad said, we all have an appointed time to die. My heart pulls in two directions as we talk. I know my parents have walked with the Lord, they belong to Him and will one day go to be with Him, but my heart ~ well it sighs with the heaviness of the truth that we will likely have to part company for a time this side of eternity. Knowing that the same God who has walked with us this far will walk us through the coming days and years consoles me. My dad ~ well he's looking for the rapture. Maybe we won't part company ~ our redemption is closer than when we first believed!

Our middle son moved out earlier this month. He is engaged and plans to marry in May of this year after he and his fiancee finish college. As I said, the times they are a changing. Our oldest married this past June. I pray often that I will be a good mother-in-law. I am reminded of the scripture that a man is to leave his father and mother and cleave to his wife. Letting go isn't always easy but it is necessary. Sometimes our home is quieter and sometimes it is noisier (when everyone comes over as our family has expanded). I feel very blessed. I pray for God's will, I pray for my heart to accept His will. I continue to pray for our youngest son, that God would prepare a mate for him.

The times they are a changing! I don't know what tomorrow holds, but thankfully I know the One who holds tomorrow. I am reminded of the words to a song that says ~ hold to His hand, to God's unchanging hand, build your hopes on things eternal, hold to God's unchanging hand. I think I'll cling!


p.s. I didn't get this posted until Friday ~ so this actually took place Thursday ~ have a great weekend all!