“Sing songs to God, sing out! Sing to our King, sing praise!” Psalm 47.6
Spending an evening at dinner with my “kids” is a special treat. Saturday night I enjoyed the company of two generations! The two older ones are entry life as adults, full of excitement, innocence, and energy. As we sat around the table full of noodles, rice, and strange dishes, I knew this was a special evening that could easily be one of the last we would ever spend together. I found myself quizzing them about recent experiences, enjoying their stories about the past and their excitement about the future.
As our conversation carried on my own joy and fears grew, co-mingled with anticipating the future and remembering the past. There is a good chance that this generation will break through the traditional barriers. This could be the age that realize what God can and will do in a generation open to his sovereignty of love and grace. Maybe, just maybe, they will realize their potential.
My fears bubbled to the surface once or twice in the evening. I felt compelled to remind them that not every adult could or should be trusted. I reminded them that life’s appearance would not always be as it appeared; searching for the complete story would be a challenge with every major decision.
I realized that I could leave them with a gift, the one key that will help them stay focused. I shared my own journey and the impact of daily time with God. I talked about the critical importance of beginning each day in contact with the Source. I challenged them to make this part of their journey. I walked them through the process, explained the continuing influence on my decisions, and the potential for directing their steps.
I lifted two special children of God up to him and left them there in faith. Children are gifts that we have for just a short while. I walked away and sang a song of praise to God. For he is gracious and compassionate, full of love!
