It was our tradition when the children were younger. Every Friday night was "special supper night." We began this when we first moved to our current residence. Rachel was four years old. Micah was almost one and a half. While their Dad worked night shift, I loaded the children in the minivan and drove to town. We were so excited as we entered the drive-through for happy meals...one with Barbie and one with Hot Wheels. As the children grew, the selections and options changed. But one thing was for certain. We always enjoyed our simple but special times together on Friday nights.. Just knowing that we had something to look forward to made the rest of the week better.
I began thinking. Each step of this journey is a precious gift. Yet it's not always easy to see beyond daily routines. It's not always easy to remain excited as we go to work, clean house, do laundry, meet deadlines, pay bills and take care of life's responsibilities. I still love Friday nights. Knowing another work week is behind us and the weekend is ahead of us just makes me feel better.
There's another Day we can eagerly anticipate. It is a special time that makes life's precious, but sometimes difficult, journey seem purposeful, valuable and worthwhile. There is a day coming when there will be no more suffering, no more war, no more disease and no more death. There is a day coming when routines, challenges, disappointments and heartaches will no longer exist. Instead there will be eternal joy, love, peace and praise in the Presence of our God! Sometimes I feel quite insignificant according to worldly standards. But there is coming a day...when I will see the One Who knows me best yet still loves me most. Knowing we have something so amazing to look forward to makes this journey much better. I believe in hope, in healing and in Him...the One Who gives me purpose today and hope forever!<3~thl
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