The House Guest

Someone said to us the other day, “Children are a welcome addition to the family, not the centre of the family”. Good advice I thought. But my mind started playing word associations and it wasn’t long before I was pondering the fact that we will very soon be inviting a permanent houseguest back to our place. If I can be so daring as to put recent emotions and parental bonding to the side for just a moment – the bottom line is, we don’t know this kid! God has created a brand new fully individual person and we’re just going to invite him home? For good?! When you put it this way it does sound weird doesn’t it? But I know that it’s a bit of an unfair analogy. Because its not a stranger and it’s not just anyone. But my wandering mind still draws something into focus. That this is so unlike anything else it can only be described as weird. Good weird (in case you were getting worried about my parenting ability). I know I want him. I can’t wait. I’m excited. But when the true magnitude of something like this dawns on you, well, I’m finding it a real “wow” moment. Still, you’d feel pretty ripped off if you made this journey with no ‘wow’ moments wouldn’t you? Scott