Davey Boy beat the odds and landed a job with his undergrad degree. A degree that includes a double major (two business related deals) and a minor in something else (maybe it's business related too, or maybe it's random). I know, I know, you're surprised at how closely I follow my own son's academic accomplishments. Maybe his dad knows the details. I keep closer track of his social life. Want any details? No, no, no...I don't share what I know...at least not without permission!
So the week we were going to spend working in our tree nursery, traveling to visit family, having guests here, will be spent helping David move to Connecticut. Thankfully it will be a lot of work and I won't have time to be weepy about the baby boy of the family moving so far away.
He is the last fledgling to leave the nest. It's not like I don't want to see him fly. That's what we raised our boys for -- to be independent. So why is it sad? Perhaps I don't like change. Um, wait a minute, that can't be it, I love change, at least when it comes to rearranging furniture. But rearranging family is another matter altogether. Honestly, I'm happy/sad. I'm glad that David is starting his grown up life. I'm thrilled that he is setting out to do what he's called to do. Just as his brothers have done.
He is (we are) God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works. So go ahead, Dave, get on it!
For we are God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do. Ephesians 2:10 (NIV)