Things didn’t shake out as planned, but that matters not. The holidays have been mostly about resetting and recharging, spending time with our people, reflecting on things past and looking forward with hope to the future. The best presents could not be wrapped. As a family, we laughed about our Christmas of chocolate, socks, and underwear; we marked the calendar with dates of adventures, and shared lots of memories.
This week has been moments that transcend time; past and future are present—we’ve been here before, and we’ll certainly be back in some form again. We see the boys as they were—and to some extent, we can see where they are going. A lot of whether they get there is up to them. We’re running alongside, helping them balance as they pick up velocity, but it’s getting on time to let go.
That’s the hard part.
A month ago a big piece of the future wasn’t even on our radar; we have so many questions, doubts, fears…but sooner or later, we will need to let go. The stamina and strength aren’t what they were; holding on might mean slowing them down, and we can’t let that happen.
So this time will be spent collecting ourselves, charting next steps, but understanding that we plan…and God laughs.
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