As I lay in bed, I'm giddy thinking that in just 2 days, my main man and home-slice husband will be home from his 8-day adventure in Colombia. It's been a long week. But I know it will be worth it for the sake of eternity. It's funny how even though we've been married for over 5 years now, which isn't much to some, but is something that doesn't happen much anymore, when he's away, and calls me via "FaceTime" how I get butterflies all over again. It's like when we first dated. I don't know why, but the emotions that come up and down when he calls and I can hear his voice over the thousands of miles between us, makes my heart beat faster. I'm looking foreword to his return so much, and so are the kids. We've been talking about it. We've been counting down the days. Planning what we will do once he's home with us, and how all the things we will do will be together- as of we've never had him here at all. But tonight it got me thinking. Don't get me wrong, it's perfectly natural, and in my case, healthy, for me and the kids to miss the hubs. That is a good problem. But how much more should we be longing and yearning for the homecoming of Christ? Do we talk about it every day, and how it will happen one day, sooner than later? Do we talk about how much we will do once He returns? Do we plan all our events leading up to that day in preparation for it? Am I teaching my kids to be excited and ready for that day, more so than the day their dad comes home from a missions trip? Because I have to be honest: it's one of my many shortcomings as a parent. My first born daughter loves to talk about when Jesus is coming back. I have my awesome mom to thank for that one. McKenna will tell you that Jesus is coming again one day. He will come from the clouds, and will be riding a white horse. She knows He's bringing her a crown and a white garment to trade out for her earthly body. She knows that He is only coming for those who love Him. And she knows that if you love Him, you obey His word. I can't brag about it as something I taught her, because honestly I didn't. Sure I've told her about Jesus. And we've takes about the bible and the stories inside of it. We've talked about the cross and the manger and angels and Noah's ark and Jonah and David and the familiar stories. But my mom told her about Jesus' return. (Insert heartfelt thanks to my mom here) But tonight I was convicted because as parents, we should be prepping and training, and teaching our kids to look to the heavens and long for the coming of the Son. What a glorious day it will be. Parents, let's do a better job at I stilling excitement into the hearts of our kids when it comes to Jesus' return. Because it IS exciting. And He's coming soon! And when the trumpet sounds, I want my kids to know what it is, and to look up, and be taken with Him. Yes, Paco is coming in just two days. No, I don't know exactly the day or time Jesus is. Absolutely. My kids will know and be ready and waiting for Him to come home.
Bri is the mom to four little people, the wife to a gentle giant, and a lover of Jesus. She's figuring out the best ways to parent by trial and error, and sharing her struggles, successes, and stories with you!