Yesterday was my daughters 14th birthday. For those who know me, you know that most of her life is spent with her mother, a 4 hour drive away, and this year was not my year to spend her birthday with her.
I had thought about going down to hand deliver her a gift... but do you have any idea how busy I am this week? I've a major evangelistic event going on... 3 people who's names are nagging my every thought because I know I should take some time out to see them... an ordination of a new Elder coming up this Sabbath - and it's a woman in a very patriarchal kind of church. I've the conference calling to make sure I baptize a complainers daughter ASAP.
But yesterday, I got up at 3:40 am, and drove down to catch her before school started, to wish her a happy birthday, and give her her gift.
I don't say this to give a shout out to my fathering skills - for they leave a great deal to be desired (did I mention I live 4 hours away?). But because with everything going on, it was the best 9 hours I've spent in a while!
On the way back, I started thinking again about how busy I am. And this thought struck me... so I'm going to share:
When we are just a little too busy to spend time with our children, they know there are a few things more important than them. When we are "way too busy" to spend time with our children, they know there are many, many things more important than them.