Yesterday, I set up the children’s beds. On the way to school this morning, both my son and my daughter separately remarked how good it was to sleep in a bed. They have been sharing an air mattress for the past 8 months.
As I returned home, I reflected on what outstanding young people God has given me. These two have moved from the house that they have lived in their entire life to a small 1 BR apartment in a new state. They have gone from being home schooled to attending high school (my son-public, my daughter-private). They have had to work together with their mother to work out travel arrangements and times since they only had one car between them. They have lived without their father in the home for the first time.
Despite all of this, they have excelled in their schoolwork, raised the moral standards in their peer groups and grown spiritually. And they did it all without complaining. I made a point tonight at the dinner table to tell them how proud I am of them.
