After a seven-day pursuit, Laban caught up with Jacob, and there was a heated confrontation and then a resolution, which ended with an oath that neither man would harm the other. A meal was eaten together and they all spent the night peacefully on the mountain. Early the next morning Laban kissed his grandchildren and his daughters and blessed them. Then he left and returned home. Although God’s Story does not record it, I have a feeling the blessing of their father made for a better trip for his two grown daughters, Leah and Rachel. Let us never hold back on blessing those we love, especially when it involves our children as they start out for lives on their own.
I felt a lot of emotion the summer of 2011 when Isaiah, our last to fly from the nest, walked through security checks at the Chiang Mai airport to board the plane that would take him from our home in Thailand to a new life in America. I remembered Sophie making the same solo flight the year before and how a short time before that we helped Hannah unpack into her freshman dorm then we said good-bye and flew to a new nest in London. So many changes in such a short time, yet God remained faithful through it all. A part of me wanted to hang on with a long hug at each departure, but instead I kissed each of our kiddos good-bye, as parents have been doing for generations before me, and I thanked God through tears for the life and time we shared as a family. One thing I love about God is that He is everywhere. No matter what time zones we are scattered through, He is near those we love and our prayers are heard by Him who cares even more than we ever can.
P.S. Time ticks forward and God blessed my children with three different Texas university experiences and each have now graduated: Hannah from Baylor, Sophie from Rice and Isaiah from UMHB. Life continues to change yet God remains faithfully constant, lovingly Present.