JOY IN OUR POSTERITY
So, today I turned 35 years old. After waking up and getting ready for meetings, McKena gives me a gift bag. "Here Dad!!! This is a present that I made for you." I sit down on the stairs to open this little gift bag. The picture contains the contents that were inside. Yes, I can see myself wearing the purple hat with the pink belt wrapped around my thigh (because it won't work as a belt) marching down the sidewalk with my plastic kazoo whistle, my toy blocks, my used check book, cell phone battery, IPod cord, and other miscellaneous items/garbage (see the garbage bags that she was using as tissue paper).
Both Pam and I began to giggle. As I thank her for the thoughtful gift, I cannot help to think about my family. Each child has their own personalities that really are a mixture of our past, present, and future posterity. Though McKena has one volume (Thanks Aunt Amanda :O) ), she also "re-gifts" like someone else we know ( Thanks, Aunt Carly :O).
I am grateful for a wonderful family who helps me learn, laugh, live, and to keep things in an eternal perspective... to have joy in my posterity.


