Last week I walked through a park where I used to play with my children when they were young. We played football and fed the ducks, and generally mucked about having fun, before going home for tea. We moved away from that area about 5 years ago and my children would not want to feed the ducks now or even play football with me. I'm not sure they would want to do much with me at all anymore! All parents will know the feeling. I felt rather sad at times gone, never to return. The surroundings suddenly seemed grey and gloomy.
But then I realised I was just indulging myself. Everything passes. I thought back to my parents and how I had lost interest in doing things with them as a teenager. It never crossed my mind that they might have missed the child I was as that was replaced by a sulky adolescent. They were just there to cater to my requirements. Well, the boot's on the other foot now!
This is life, isn't it? Certain periods are happy, most not particularly so. We cling to happy times but we can't retain them, and, if time did stop still at those moments, we would see them to be fairly ordinary after all. They would certainly become boring if they didn't change.
Children grow and grow up and leave home. If you're lucky you can keep a good relationship with them but there are so many pressures now that is perhaps harder than it was. Ultimately everything passes. God alone remains. He is the one ever faithful, ever true, ever real fact. He doesn't change and he is always there. All human relationships change even if they are solid. But God alone endures. When all is said and done, that is the only thing we can depend on.