Wednesday, August 23, 2006

The Meaning of Life

I know one would expect a series of books rivaling an encyclopedia set or two when they see the title of this post. Yet I have been shown that the meaning of life is missed most often by the nature of humans to overlook the small/simple moments and things that, in reality, make up the world around us. I have been able to stay home with Ian since Rachel has gone back to school. As you see from the last post Rachel has a hard time with this because I think she realised what I am speaking of now.

Yesterday, Ian whistled. In no way am I lying to you. He truly whistled. And he won't amuse us with it unless music is playing. This is something that I have really never experienced. New moments, yes. But not having anyone else around to share it with is like getting a hole-in-one while golfing by yourself. There is such excitement in the happenings, yet nobody to share it with. Feelings of wondering when it will happen again or if it will. Though, I've never had a hole-in-one, I would think that there is a type of connection (if you are alone) with the being known as the "golf gods".

The lessons I learned from yesterday's religious experience will be with me forever! And that moment will never happen again, yet it will in other ways, reminding us as parents of each and every one of those moments God graces us with.