Today I was out with my two oldest children at a local country park. We were greeted by fallen leaves, a quiet garden and a harvest of brambles.
My little girl loves brambles, so she was delighted. As we toured the play parks and visited the play cafe I wondered at how quick life is.
I have reflected on this point much of my life; our brevity. But, it was never so apparent as now we have three kids and are starting to watch our own proverbial harvest grow.
This leads to another important reflection on how important our influence on them is from an early age. I know there is a lot of judgement between parents with different nurturing styles, but at the end of the day God willing they see the light break through the cracks in us.
I pray for my own that they be good fruit in that greater harvest from above. That they may be lovers of the light.