Last week while visiting my son in Southern California he and I took a little jaunt down memory lane in Calabasas, California where my first husband and I raised our three kids–at least part-way to adulthood before divorce hit hard. I thought it would be difficult to return to this beautiful community. I feared bittersweet memories might overwhelm me and I worried I’d start replaying the should-a, could-a, would-a tape in my mind. But that didn’t happen. I simply enjoyed the lovely surroundings and focused on the many gifts my life there had given me–gifts that still bless me some forty years later.
Would I change the past if I could–somehow? NO! I’m surprised at how emphatically I feel about it. I wouldn’t be the person I am today without the trajectory of my life from the day I was born until this very day. I haven’t liked all that occurred but I haven’t despised it either. I see the growth in myself and others along the way, including my children.
The Lord says, “I have come to give you life in all its fullness.” (John 10:10). I believe and trust this word of God. I accept the joys and sadness, the highs and lows, the births and deaths, and the experiences I don’t understand, because all of them have come to good and for God’s glory.