I remember it well…. My nephew was set for graduation day. Alongside the pomp and circumstance, he seemed to be feeling a myriad of emotions: joy, relief, uncertainty. I watched as his class was entering the stage. They were all nice looking kids, but my eyes were fixed on the spot where he would enter.

He was smart, kind, patient, and a little shy. He loved the Lord more than anything, and he had more than one classroom discussion with his religion professors. They respected him, and he them. I assumed that he would have a reasonable amount of fear and trepidation, crossing the threshold into adulthood with a new career, new friends, and growing responsibilities.

There were a number of things that I wanted to say to him; things I wanted him to know. I remembered some scripture that seemed to apply: PROVERBS 30: 7-9 (NIV) Two things I ask of you, Lord: do not refuse me before I die: Keep falsehood and lies far from me; give me neither poverty nor riches, but give me only my daily bread. Otherwise, I may have too much and disown you and say, “Who is the Lord?” Or I may become poor and steal, and so dishonor the name of my God.”

We titled the song, I WISH YOU ENOUGH
For every beginning, something is ending, everything changes but change
It’s funny how life is forever amending the plans that we all pre-arrange
So laugh when you can, cry when you must, And I pray you’ll always live deep
Always remember, sometimes you must drink from the bitter to savor the sweet

I wish you love, I wish you joy, I pray that happiness camps outside your door
I hope you win, I hope you lose, I pray you’ll realize that both are good for you
May you never have too little or too much, I wish you enough.

So, savor the journey, live every moment, hold fast to all you believe
And you will discover a strength in your weakness, in ways you could never conceive
Godspeed, my friend, peace and goodwill, I fondly bid you adieu,
Always remember, as long as I live, I will be somewhere praying for you

I wish you love, I wish you joy, I pray that happiness camps outside your door
I hope you win, I hope you lose, I pray you’ll realize that both are good for you
May you never have too little or too much, I wish you enough.

Blessings to you all….
Janet