The Race

As I watched our little guy sleeping on the baby monitor last night, I started thinking about how fast he is changing and growing up. It seems it wasn't so very long ago that I felt his foot push against my stomach and felt the vibration from his hiccups. I was thinking about the great race of life. You're in the hospital, pushing that last push, and BANG! The baby enters the world and he's off! He's running his own race. Of course his track will run along side mine for a while, but one day it will branch off in his own direction and, if God allows, will long outstretch my track by many years. But if life is a race, what is the finish line? Death? That's a bit depressing. Eternal Life/Damnation? That's what Paul had in mind. What if eternal life isn't real? What if the whole concept of heaven is a hoax? Something we tell ourselves and family to feel better. Like where our puppies go when we're little. Can you believe in God and not heaven? Can you believe in Hell without heaven? Maybe the finish line, in this particular race, isn't the goal. Maybe it's the joys we experience along the way. The spouse we travel down the track with, the children we start on the tracks of their own, the beauty we see along the way. Maybe the point isn't what is in it for our eternal souls, but how we inspire the souls we meet along the journey. For now, I whole heartily believe in heaven and hell; if for no other reason than the way it helps me be a better person. But I truly believe the point is to be that awesome person without a reward in view. One day I hope I'm that person.

Beautiful Days!

The weather outside is incredible!!! The temperature feels great, the plants have gotten a drink and I finally got some much needed sleep! I felt a little guilty this morning when I eventually woke up and heard Braxton yelling for me over the monitor but I feel so rested and he has already forgiven me. :) Kody is singing this Saturday at a wedding so my nightly piano time has been paused so he can practice and prepare. Oh the things we do for our soulmates! :) He's an amazing singer and it's been so nice to have the sound of his voice filling the house again. Brax has figured out how much fun it is to spit food at my face. :( The aggrivating part is how hard it is not to laugh! I have to turn my head and smile so he doesn't think he should keep doing it. I guess I should really get used to that. He has also started this new slapping and pinching phase. Ouch! As new parents, we watch our sleeping newborns and dream of the day when they start noticing the world around them and interacting with us; well I'm here to tell you ENJOY THE SLEEPING PHASE!!!! Once they start being more alert, so must you! Everytime I start wishing Brax would outgrow something, I hear the song "It won't be like this for long" and realize one day I'll miss the moments that are in my life right now. So enjoy everything, yes, even those stinky diapers because one day they'll be waving as they drive to college and you'll miss these days,.. all of them.