My youngest child, Luka has recently turned 11 years old.
He’s in his final year of primary school and we are still unsure whether he will actually finish the school year there. It could be that the next time he goes to school will actually be high school! Twelve years of taking the kids to school is soon coming to an end for me.
It’s true what they say: the older you get the quicker time seems to fly!
I have found myself recently walking past parks, watching new mums push their prams, seeing children holding tight onto their parents hands and getting a sense of nostalgia. I surprised myself how emotional I became taking it all in and how a small part of me (a very small part!) was wishing I could go back to those times.
Yes, although they were some of the hardest and most tiring times of my life, they were also great, fabulous times! Memories were being created.
I also remember no matter how awesome those times were, I couldn’t wait to move on to the next season.
I couldn’t wait for my kids to walk and then the next moment I wanted them to sit still and never ever move!
I would wait in anticipation for them to say their first word – which wasn’t mummy or daddy but it was ‘no’ (hmmm, maybe we said that a lot to them!) – and the next, I’d just wish they would shut up! Ha!
I feel God is saying to me right now: enjoy the season you are in, appreciate every moment.
Don’t be in too much of a rush to move on.
There is no such thing as an in between season.
A season is a season.
Spring is spring, summer is summer, autumn is autumn and winter is winter – so let’s make the most of the season in life that we find ourselves in.
Even in these unprecedented times let us not be in such a hurry to see what is on the other side of this, but let us see the beauty in the now, even amongst the chaos and uncertainty.
Written by Pastor Rachael Taylor (Hope City Newcastle) as part of the SHE IS Collective Blog Series