Appointed Once to Die
I watch my daughter weep the day after her birthday as she cried out "I don't want to get older and I don't want you and mommy to get old?"...
I sit there trying to find words to console her, but we are all appointed once to die. My husband and I both have tears dripping down our cheeks as Jon sweetly asks her questions like "Who made you?" and "Who do you think created us to get older?"
... as I see my husband turn this into an opportunity to point to our Heavenly Father, I realize even more how blessed I am to be married to a man that so loves the Lord.
Then it hit me... we went through this same thing with our oldest son who is almost 14 when he was about her age.
Huh? He's almost 14?... I'm almost 40?... Time does fly.





My Husband, My brother in Christ













