They say that pets and their owners begin to resemble each other. I don’t know who “they” are, but if “they” are right, I’ve got a problem on my hands. I might begin to resemble Mittens, the cat we inherited from my mother.
I’m not worried that I will become fat, lazy, and sleep 22 hours a day. I probably should be since we both live sedentary lives. I’m not concerned that I might become crotchety in my old age and voice my displeasure by barking at the birds, cats, and people who encroach on my space and time like Mittens does now. No, my biggest fear is that I will be content to live vicariously through other people.
You see, Mittens’ favorite place to occupy is the couch. She perches on the top of the sofa and stares out the window at the birds, cars, people, squirrels, and whatever else happens to pass in front of her. She occasionally “barks” at the birds and squirrels, but in general, she is content to watch life pass her by.
I make this observation after spending several hours at the airport over the past few weeks. I have been picking my children up from and sending them off to their latest adventure.
Our youngest child, Caitlin, arrived home from Gordon College and was only here long enough to recover from having her wisdom teeth removed. As she put it, she spent the time in “a drug-induced coma, oblivious to the world around her.” ;-} Now she is off on her latest adventure, serving as a Sherpa at the La Vida Center for Outdoor Education in the Adirondacks in upstate New York.
Our middle child, Amanda, completed her third year at Biola University, and came home to recharge her batteries and see her sister. She will depart in a few weeks for Africa, where she will spend six weeks in a business/missions internship with Enterprise International, an arm of CRM.
Our oldest child, Jonathan, has one semester left at Biola University before graduation and then possibly, grad school. Jon opted to stay in L.A. for the summer where he is doing dorm repair at Biola.
So I feel a bit like Mittens, watching my children come and go and have all kinds of adventures. On the one hand, I am excited for them. They will see God work in and through them in new ways this summer. On the other hand, I am jealous of them. I want to have some adventures of my own!