For some reason I have had this on my mind as of late. Maybe it's because this is the first year that young Conner was not present. But here are my thoughts.
We must continually grow.
The things Conner did at 1 are not cute for an 9 year old.
If his vocabulary was limited to "Mama" and "Dada" now, we would think there were a problem.
In that, I would hope that my vocabulary has changed over the years. Are the words I speak blessing others? Or as soon as things don't go according to my plan do I throw a verbal temper tantrum?
Conner outgrew diapers years ago.
I'd like to think that I am not making the same mistakes I did 9 years ago. And when I do have an accident, I hope I don't need someone to swoop in and clean up the mess I've made. (Perfect spot for a dirty diaper reference but I'll spare you. See? I can grow!)
The main form of communication in babies is to cry. And when that doesn't work, they cry.
Now that he's older Conner is able to articulate his needs to his parents.
As I mature spiritually, I have learned that if I'm in an emotionally difficult place I need to speak up! And just as Conner has learned to trust in the love of his parents, I have learned to find those I can trust. As I struggle, at times, carrying what seems to be the weight of the world, I have learned to find wise counsel who not only help carry the load, but point out when I'm holding unnecessary baggage. I have learned that asking for help is not a sign of weakness. But rather at times, it is one of the strongest things we can do.
So I challenge you, faithful reader, ask yourself these questions:
Am I growing?
Am I struggling with the same issues I was a year, two, or even nine years ago?
Am I struggling with the same issues I was a year, two, or even nine years ago?
If so, what is holding me back? And is there someone I can go to for help.
Peace,
Jimmy
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