The Measuring Wall

Its been a long time since my last note. So many things have happened, the good the bad and the ugly have been a part of my daily routine. One of things that was a big deal was lining up our kids against the corner wall in the kitchen and measuring their growth. It is fascinating to me. I live with them everyday of their lives and I don't notice the growth. That is I don't notice the growth until it is time to buy some shoes or pants or whatever! The biggest growth spurt in recent times goes to Paige. She must have grown a full 3+ inches in one year a while back. But needless to say, they are all growing up and there is nothing any of them can do about it. We ended up teasing Paige about her resistance to growing up. She used to cry when someone would say "my how you've grown" because she didn't want to grow older or grow up. But, all the crying in the world cant stop the growth that the body is created to go through.
Since I am in an apprentice type mood these days it didn't take me long to start seeing some interesting parallels between my girls growth spurt and the need to have a growing faith as well. We feed the body, we feed our faith, we exercise our bodies, we exercise our faith, we measure the bodies growth and we measure the growth of our faith. One thing remains the same, we are meant to grow and it would quickly be seen as a serious problem if growth suddenly stopped when we know it should be happening.
Every once in a while we need take out the pencil, line up the girls, back to the measuring wall, place the pencil on the top of the head and make the mark. I think every once in a while we need to take out our pencil, back our faith up against the measuring wall, place the pencil on top and make our mark. Stand back and see the results... Growing?