Pondering

As my son, Chandler, tried to get in the car I locked the door, then unlocked it, thenlocked it again. This went on about 5 times before his teen-age self scrunched up his face and rather loudly demanded that I unlock the door and let him in. I was in a playful mood so as I let him in I just smiled which melted something in him and we both began to laugh out loud. What fun for me as those times of connection are few and far between right now during these teen years. As I backed out of the drive way I looked at him and was amazed at how big he is. I asked him when he had gotten so big to which he replied with an unamused "I dunno." I asked him if he remembered when he was little I would ask him "How big is Channie and then we'd both reply as I raised his hands in the air..."So Big" he did not have the foggiest idea what I was talking about and asked if he could please quit talking and listen to his i-pod. This little chat made me think of Mary and how the bible says she treasured up all of these things and pondered them in her heart right after the birth of Jesus. I began to tear up as I wondered if I have truly treasured the time I have had with my children or if I have been so caught up in the business of life I will have nothing to ponder in my heart in later years. As I looked at my teen-age son I soon realized that I do have a lot to ponder in my heart. God has been good enough to allow me to remember little moments that he and I shared together and still do even if it is only in a brief moment of silliness and a car door lock.

Blessings,