New Beginnings old and Remembered
Today my daughter, Jayne, graduated from the Eller College of Management at the University of Arizona. Today she embarks on a new beginning to her life. She leaves behind the comfort of a routine she has known for these last several years. She faces a world that will be new, one that won't always be friendly or comfortable or inviting. She faces new fears, the fear finding a job in a market that is competitive and challenging. Six hundred others of her fellow graduates from this college are facing the same thing, and the job market is weak. Will she find work? What kind of work? Will she make enough money? All these are questions I have heard her ask, and I don't have pat answers for her, but I know that God will guide her in her future as he has guided her in her past. He will not leave her nor forsake her all these are promises that God makes, and God is not a man that he should lie. He keeps all of His promises. I am confident that God will guide her.
Today I am also thinking of another beginning. Not mine when I graduated, though I did think of that for a moment too, no, today is the 45th anniversary of my wonderful father's home-going -- on this day (it was a Friday on that day too) my father went to Heaven and met Jesus face to face. Notice I didn't call it an ending. For me and my sister and brothers it was the ending the life we had with him. It ended the guidance that he gave us and the wisdom he had to impart to us. For our mother, it was the end of a very wonderful relationship. Because my father believed that John 1.1 "In the beginning was the Word (Jesus) and the Word was with God an the Word was God.", and by faith are ye saved, my father went to sleep here, and awoke to meet Jesus face to face. My father had a new beginning, in a sense. He began his life with Jesus. I thought about this today, as I sat with my brother, to watch Jayne graduate.I thought of my brothers who couldn't come today, but would have been here, if they could, and they too understand the significance of this day. My dad had his graduation day 45 years ago.
It was a sweet day for me. I thought of my Dad and how proud he would have been of his granddaughter. John and I watched our daughter blossom and bloom through all the trials she had, God molded her and made her this beautiful vessel.
Life is beautiful.
Today I am also thinking of another beginning. Not mine when I graduated, though I did think of that for a moment too, no, today is the 45th anniversary of my wonderful father's home-going -- on this day (it was a Friday on that day too) my father went to Heaven and met Jesus face to face. Notice I didn't call it an ending. For me and my sister and brothers it was the ending the life we had with him. It ended the guidance that he gave us and the wisdom he had to impart to us. For our mother, it was the end of a very wonderful relationship. Because my father believed that John 1.1 "In the beginning was the Word (Jesus) and the Word was with God an the Word was God.", and by faith are ye saved, my father went to sleep here, and awoke to meet Jesus face to face. My father had a new beginning, in a sense. He began his life with Jesus. I thought about this today, as I sat with my brother, to watch Jayne graduate.I thought of my brothers who couldn't come today, but would have been here, if they could, and they too understand the significance of this day. My dad had his graduation day 45 years ago.
It was a sweet day for me. I thought of my Dad and how proud he would have been of his granddaughter. John and I watched our daughter blossom and bloom through all the trials she had, God molded her and made her this beautiful vessel.
Life is beautiful.
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