Ecclesiastes 11:1 “Cast your bread upon the waters, for after many days you will find it again.”*
The morning we took our son to college hung surreal. I mean, hadn’t we just brought him home and what happened during all that in-between time?
Raising kids is like tossing pieces of bread from a bridge over a flowing creek that never stands still. You do your best. You toss in chunks hoping it’s snatched up and processed for good. Some efforts hit the mark. Other efforts sink. Get soaked. Or dissolve and disappear unused. You never really know for sure.
Yet all you can do is keep tossing bread. Because you love them. Because the creek is flowing and carrying them out from under your bridge.
Eventually they disappear from sight and into their own worlds. And the waiting begins…to see what happens from tossing all that bread.
And trusting, it will come back again.
*The One Year Bible, September 5, NIV, copyright 1986, Tyndale House Publishers, Wheaton, Illinois.