5.26.25

I pray you were able to enjoy rest and extra time with loved ones this weekend.
We certainly did.

Our oldest daughter turns five tomorrow, and today we celebrated her birthday surrounded by aunts, uncles, grandparents, cousins, and friends. It was a sweet time.

As her birthday approaches, I’ve found myself reflecting on her life. I can recall her birth story like it was yesterday—etched into my memory with clarity.

In past years, her birthdays have come and gone with a natural rhythm.

But this year feels different. This is the first time I’ve caught myself thinking: How could it possibly have been five years since I stared into my newborn baby’s eyes? Howww?

Time is such a mystery. A single day can feel like a year, and a year like a fleeting moment. I often return to this prayer:
“Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom” (Psalm 90:12).

As each year passes, I find myself thinking more about eternity. It's in the eternal that I find rest. It’s in His presence that I’m assured I’m always home. And it’s in the knowing that what I do today—here, in this temporary world—has eternal impact, that I look at my daughter with both joy and deep purpose.

I smile at her and pray not just for many more trips around the sun, but for a future that stretches into eternity. I pray I’ll hold her hand not only in this life, but in the millions of years to come.

Number your days, my friend.
This life is but a breath.
Live today as if you'll stand before His throne tomorrow.

With love,
A grateful heart