The Last Time.

December 3, 2014

Image by Lori Joan via Flicker
Peering into the mailbox, my eyes sought out the object that was wedged just a little too tightly to slide out without a serious tug.

A children's book. As I wriggled it free, my eyes teared up. It was the last book my newly-minted five-year-old would receive from the United Way's Imagination Library program. He received his first book this month five years ago and had continued to receive a book every month thereafter.

And here I stood, holding The Last Book in my hands. Tears glistened as I faced yet another "last" during his birthday week.
I've spent a few quiet moments this week quietly mourning the loss of my Baby Jon, of my chubby toddler while simultaneously celebrating and cheering on the lanky young man with the brave soul and tender heart.

I am amazed by this young man of mine who prefers to be called "Batman" when asked his nickname, who acts tough outwardly but who still quietly seeks out my hand as we walk each morning into preschool. I celebrate his fledgling independence,  his determination to do things on his own, his hilarious conversational topics as he observes the world around him and asks good questions about why we do the things we do. 

You see, there has to be Lasts in order to have Firsts.  We have to let go of past things in order to embrace the future. We cannot simultaneously look backward and forward. And the direction of our gaze will set the direction of our feet. 

What "Lasts" do you need to mourn and then release as you move toward new "Firsts"? This is the question that has been reverberating in my head this past week, and it applies to far more than watching my son grow up before my eyes.

What new adventure, new thing is God nudging you toward as you leave old things behind? And, what is your response?  

Lord, thank you that you are the constant denominator in a world whose only consistency is that change happens. Meet each of us this morning as we face Lasts and Firsts simultaneously - and grant us wisdom, discernment and peace as we stand in that often difficult in between place. In Jesus' precious and holy name, amen.

Today we are once again linking up with Holley Gerth and the SDG  Gathering.


  1. "There has to be Lasts in order to have Firsts." ---> YES! This is a good reminder for me. I'm glad I linked up next to you at Holley's place.

  2. It's amazing sometimes when we look back on our LASTS and realize that even though we would have never seen it coming, God had (and still does have) some amazing new FIRSTS! We can always trust in His perfect will and perfect timing! Happy birthday to your boy!
    ~visiting from Holley's page

  3. I can so relate. My son is 12 and when he started middle school, it just hit me how big he is! Thankfully, he's still willing to cuddle up to me when we watch a movie & enjoys spending time with me but he's not my little boy anymore but every day he increases my faith by how strong his is.

    1. I love your perspective. Thanks, Christie!

  4. That is so profound! I have to say, 5 is the beginning of my favorite years of my girls' lives (they are 6 and 8.) there are always good things ahead!