Just returned yesterday from a road trip to Richmond, Virginia to see my god-son get married. The trees were just beginning to turn as we drove through Tennessee and parts of Virginia on Thursday, but even more colorful in just a four day period as we drove home yesterday.
There is something about the fall that just brings out the frisky playfulness in all of us. My grandpa used that word all the time, frisky. Where he was concerned it always meant fun and laughter. There is something about the fall that makes us a little more rowdy than normal. If you don’t have a clue what I’m talking about then you live in a place where you never see the temperature drop below 65 or 70 degrees. For the rest of us, we get frisky. Right?
The wedding was held at the Lewis Ginter Botanical Gardens in the Rose Garden and it was beautiful. If you are ever in the Richmond area, I highly recommend the visit. You can see more at http://www.lewisginter.org/gardens/index.php .
As I watched Dylan stand with Katie, his wife to be, I was reminded of how God has a plan for all things. To know Dylan and Katie from their High School years was to know that this day would come. I am sure I was as proud as any parent could possibly be. There is something about watching your god-son grow from baby boy, to child, to teenager, to young adult, to man. It would be my heart's desire that every parent could love their child with the heartbeat God gave me for Dylan the first time I held him in my arms. So many of the children born into this world today do not know that kind of love.
Can I encourage those of you who today have children of all ages still at home… Be frisky with your kids this fall - laugh, play, enjoy them, because someday they grow up and then they are the ones doing the watching.
Continue to lift up Pure Joy in prayer. Continue to pray for us as God is at work with our schedule for the next year or so.
His,
vickie
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