Tomorrow begins a new school year. My children are currently running around the house getting ready. They are excited for something new. I too am preparing for new things. Apparently, there are a lot of new things. I don't know if you are like me but sometimes, new things are not exciting. As adults, there are many that tend to worry instead of getting excited for the "something new."
I find that I am living my life in hopeful expectation. I have had a few disappointments along the way. I am at this start and I have decided to allow my children's enthusiasm to be contagious to me. In my head, I feel the days getting shorter. I can almost talk myself into feeling cooler, even in Arizona. These days that are coming are sweater days. I look forward to cool breezes and hikes that can sometimes remind me of fall.
Before I know it, the Fall and Winter Holidays will be among us. This year, I have a child going into 8th grade and another going into 10th. Where did the time go? On social media, pictures of when they were younger pop up. I promise you it was just yesterday. Do I really have a child getting ready to drive? Tears are brimming just thinking about it. And it legitimately hurts to think that I don't have too much time with my children being children left.
I want time to come and bring new things but then again, I want time to go slow. In the meantime, I have been marinating on Galatians 6:9. "And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up." I am talking of seasons. I have been talking of seasons. Someone asked me about my children now. I had to think back to 3 years ago when 2018 was the worst year of my life. Pictures from that time and the time before hurt me. It's like a twinge of pain. But oh how God got us through this!!! Don't give up, Elle. Do good. Do what is right. That's all for now. Have a good school year! Praise the Lord!!!
And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up.