I had the notion that my post tonight would show some of the beautiful blooms in my garden right now! However, I have had a hard blow of reality this week that I feel I must get off my chest! It started out with this. . .
THAT. . .is my baby!! He will be 14 in a couple of weeks.
THIS. . .is his first "real"job, where he has had to work for someone other than us
Even though it is just my dad!
He has been at my folk's helping with harvest since last Thursday. He is helping to haul hay and has been driving the grain cart (and single-handedly emptying out Grandma's refrigerator--brings back memories, eh??). He told me last Friday night "Mom, you would be proud of me if you saw me. .I have to drive along side the combine and they don't even STOP when they unload the grain." Gulp, gulp, SNIFF!
When I talked to Grandma this morning, our conversation went a little like this:
"Has he broke anything yet?" "Nope"
"Has he pissed anybody off yet??" "Nope"
"Ok good, I'll just send you child support." "Uh, nope!"
Dev sure misses him!! And Grant thinks he should stay another week or maybe a month. Cami is just indifferent! We'll go pick him up this weekend, and hang with the cousins for a couple days--I'm sure he will be anxious to go to the pool as I imagine all this work hasn't been good for checkin' out chicks!! At least any chicks that he isn't related to!
Ecclesiastes 3: 1-14
There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven:
a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace. What does the worker gain from his toil? I have seen the burden God has laid on men. He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end. I know that there is nothing better for men than to be happy and do good while they live. That everyone may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all his toil—this is the gift of God. I know that everything God does will endure forever; nothing can be added to it and nothing taken from it. God does it so that men will revere him.
And yes, it IS a blessing that they grow and fly!
Uh, gardening pictures in a few days :-)