There are 21 weeks until my daughter leaves for college, and everything we’ve taught her about how to live her life in a Godly way will begin to be truly tested for the first time. 21 weeks until invitations and opportunities begin to bombard her integrity. 21 weeks until she begins to stand up for her own decisions and choices to be the amazing young woman she is meant to be.
There are 149 days left to just hang out at the table playing cards, laughing, and enjoying each other’s company. 149 days left to work through our, sometimes heated, disagreements about how to live, how to learn, and how to grow with love, integrity, and grace. 149 days left to lie awake in bed waiting for the front door to open, so I can fall asleep knowing she’s safe at home. 149 days left to treasure the smell of waffle cones trailing every step she makes through the house when she comes home from work.
3,578 hours.
214,696 minutes.
12,881,753 seconds.
Regardless of how we think about the time in weeks, days, hours, minutes, or seconds, we have to be conscious of the fact that it’s constantly ticking away at the same rate. 24/7. It’s easy to trick ourselves into believing we have more time when we think of it in larger values like 12,881,753 seconds. But no matter how we spin it, it’s still only 21 weeks.