Life-Defining Moments

So when the time finally came to send our son Aaron off on his mission to Guatemala I had one of those “I am so grateful that I decided to get married and have children” moments.  It was like living in London or Portland OR or Seattle WA where it is always cloudy and you wake up one day, the clouds are gone and the sun is shining, and you can finally see clearly–clearly enough to discern that you did the right thing and you know why and your sense of satisfaction and fulfillment goes through the roof. It was one of those biblical we look through a glass darkly and then we see each other face to face moments.

Now I have had similar moments, (dropping Misha off as a freshman at the University of Oregon, seeing each of our kids for the very first time, our wedding day, etc.,) but this one was the moment where all of those other moments seemed to combine into part of one mosaic and to be tied together in a way that made perfect sense.

On the Oregon Coast–looking through a glass, darkly!

When we put the boy into the hands of his escorts at the Missionary Training Center, life seemed to make sense.  He is a great kid.  He has tremendous potential to be a great missionary.  We don’t know what is going to happen to him or if he will realize his potential.  That is part of the excitement and the terror inherent in having a child grow up.  You no longer have any control or even any image or perception of control.

I don’t really know, nor can I explain, why he came to us.  He does not seem to fit in with the rest of the broken, snobby, boring and self absorbed Snow family.

I am left with a profound sense of gratitude.  Gratitude to God for giving me the wife and all the children, gratitude that this kid came to us, gratitude for my wife and her abilities and effort to get him ready for this great adventure.

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