Mother of the Bride (Part 1 courtesy of Gina Caswell Kelly gck9454@aol.com)

This poignant piece is a wonderful reminder of how fast time passes.


    Today I am the mother of the bride. It is a great day and a day full of emotion. It has been hectic and tiring to get it all together and get it done, but we are so blessed with such great friends who stepped up and stepped in. We love these people. But, yes, today I am the mother of the bride.
    Yesterday, I was the mother of the cutest little baby girl you have ever seen. She was a doll. Yesterday, I was the mother of that little girl not even quite two years old, sitting in my dining room floor next to my vacuum cleaner and reading off the letters of the brand name perfectly. I had never taught her that! Yesterday, I was the mother of that same little girl, at approximately the same time sitting in that same dining room with a whole stick of butter, happily smearing it just as hard as she could into the carpet.
    Yesterday, I was the mother of that little girl heading into her classroom at school and learning how very many different ways there were to spell Kristy. Bless her heart; she would spell her name however each teacher spelled it, whether it was right or wrong! Yesterday, I was the mother of that same little girl being brought down the hall to her mother, for questioning the length of time her class was standing in line. Questioning it with some pretty strong language for a little blonde seven year old!

Oh weren’t they the days, when children were small and we could more easily direct their paths. The days passed so quickly and somehow, far too soon, we found ourselves on the other side of those times.

And God said, “Let there be lights in the vault of the sky to separate the day from the night, and let them serve as signs to mark sacred times, and days and years. (Genesis 1:14, NIV)

Prayer- Lord, help us to treasure every moment we have with our loved ones. Amen.

 

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