How quickly time is going by. It's kind of scary, really. I was going through pictures from the last year or two and even some of the videos and ran across last March. I was so very pregnant and anxiously awaiting Boaz. How slow the days dragged on while in waiting, but since then the months have soared by. I look at him while at the park yesterday and see how he is already one year old. He is walking, following Roman and Hailey about, independent of me. He is Roman's little shadow; already aware that he is needing to build a strong bond with this sibling. It is amazing to me that he is rapidly becoming his own identity. It makes me sad in some ways, but my heart also runneth over that God brought him in to our life with such perfection. After all, Roman and he will be best friends, with only two years between them, and both being boys; it is such a gift. I stand amazed at God's goodness.
Of course, my mind doesn't only ponder time and my children, but myself too. I won't be around forever, even if I live a long life it will be but a vapor that appeareth for a little while on this earth. I need to make my time here impactful. Impart all the values and wisdom about the Lord into my children as much as possible, and keep my relationship with God growing as well. Trying to not let a day go by where I don't intently pour my heart out to Him is a continuous goal. After all, I want Him to know who I am when I am standing there on judgement day, and if my sons are counted in the crowd than I can say, "job well done". This is my ultimate goal in this beautiful short lived life that God has given me.