I've been becoming more and more aware of the rapid pace lately as we wait patiently (more honestly impatiently) for our newest family member to make his/her arrival. The moments seem to be gaining momentum and I don't want to miss a beat. I keep hearing a gentle reminder to slow down and soak it in. Like a sign on the road warning of a change in driving conditions ahead I feel the need to brake.
Trying to be intentional about creating space to be still, to be quiet, to observe and to soak in all the memories that are being made. I don't know if it's the pace or the upcoming changes but I'm feeling millenially nostalgic as of late. The kids are growing and evolving at a rate I can't believe. A reminder to be intentional and protect our family time because sooner rather than later they'll be going to their first dances, graduating from high school, moving out of our home, falling in love, serving others, and building new memories with their own families. Selfishly I want to stop time and document every part of the journey even though I know I have to let go. The only control I have is over how I allot my time and pursue their hearts.
So as a I stand over the current of the lake I'm reminded to slow down and soak it in. To plan my time wisely and to invest in building character in my life that cares for each of them as an individual.
