Today, I walked the halls of a hospital where a friend and his wife were welcoming their second child into the world. We laughed, shared stories, listened to those annoying beeping sounds. It took me back for a moment. It was fresh again to me. You know, life, brand new. The birth of a child is simply amazing. And proof of the one true living, creative God.
As I write this tonight, though, it is sobering. A flash. A blur. Blink-gone. Although God only knows what our future holds, at best calculation, 25.79% of the time that Madison will most likely live at home with us is already in the books.
So, now I have an opportunity. A responsibility. Invest as much as humanly possible over the next 74.21% of my time with her. To love, teach, train, encourage, hug, kiss, comfort, correct, play. Of all the things in this life, this is deserving of 100% of my best efforts.
74.21% begins now.
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