Friday, July 20, 2007

It's raining babies...


This is my friend Jacob Moody (married to the amazing Kelly Moody) and their son Micah Lee Moody.

So life cycles in such an amazing fashion.

when you're young, you watch as all your friends have teeth coming in...then a short while later, you compare each other's battle wounds as teeth begin to wiggle and fall out.

During the teenage years, you hear horror stories about how your friends are getting hair in really weird places...and then it happens to you.

After high school you begin to think of your own choices in the context of your friends' choices in college or job after graduation.

Once college is done, you start to hear of people getting married all around you.

Mid 40's hit and we get phone calls from buddies that just bought Corvettes or Harleys or that have just taken up surfing.

70's and 80's come around and we start to get those dreaded phone calls that our roommate from college just passed away or that Sue Johnson down the hall in the elderly care facility just got taken to the hospital complaining of sharp chest pains.


Right now I'm finding myself in the life stage where all my close friends are at the fruitful point..ushering in the next generation. It's a beautiful picture of life and the constant drive to move forward into the future.

Still though, you have to cringe a little when you think of the world we're bringing them into. My prayer for my friends (and soon myself hopefully) is that we'll be patient and kind but steadfast in our approachability, principle, and faith. That we can be examples that God would have us to be and point our children towards His truth.

2 comments:

Mark Horner said...

The only way with which we can possibly make sense of the inevitable cycle called life is to distinguish ourselves as having mattered; that we grew with gusto, matured with style, aged with grace, and died with dignity.

Good post, Jeff.
M

Mark Horner said...

P.S. In the second-to-last paragraph, I believe the word you're looking for is "ushering," as in "ushering in the next generation." ;-) Happy trails.