My How They Grow...

Last weekend I was out of town for a family Christmas gathering for my fiance. While standing outside grandma and granddaddy's house conversing with cousins my cell phone rang. I answered the normal "hello" and on the other end a "grown-up" sounding first grader came back with everything he wanted to say in our conversation in one sentence "Hey Ashley, I'm spending the night with you, TONIGHT"
I giggled to myself and quickly hit the 'speakerphone' button on my phone for Will to hear. My reply of course was "Luke, honey, I'm out of town, how about next weekend?"
He continued to dispute my request for another time insisting that I would in fact be home in plenty of time for him to make it tonight (even though I was explaining I wouldn't be home before 1am!).
That's my little boy. It brought tears to my eyes to think about what was going through his little mind, and why it was that his mom had to take the phone and schedule for another time. This is the little boy that God used to first touch my heart and soon changed my life forever. My little Luke started coming to my house when he was a mere five months old. It seemed he was with me for such a short time. The day he went to Kindergarten, I cried, as if I had been his mommy. It still gives me such a joyful feeling as I watch him grow up and see him from time to time knowing all the while that he has not forgotten me. When my cell phone rings and his maturing voice is on the other end I am assured once more, this is where I need to be. God did put me into the best career field that He ever created, and He chose me to work for Him there.
My Luke is spending the night tonight, he called once again last night and I'm in town, and I'd have it no other way!