As parents, we're needed each and every day but our main responsibility is to make sure that one day that is not the
Now as I walk back into a quiet house where some of her things are still scattered from the excitement of packing, I'm having flashbacks of other firsts...first day of pre-school, kindergarten, and then first grade. First time taking a shot at a basketball game, first time she said "I love you" to me. So many of these motions overwhelm me and I feel helpless to envision of a future that will include not only these firsts, but in many ways, lasts.
I think it's the thought of the "lasts" that really weigh heavily upon my mind....the last time she packs the car to move to college, the last time she has a broken heart from a boy, the last time she puts her head on my shoulder, or the last time I get a nighttime hug from her. All of these things are not yet even memories and yet I treasure them already because I know that one day there will be a last.
As I face the uncertainty of an unknown future, I find comfort in knowing that I do serve a known God. A God who cares about her more than I do. A God who designed her on purpose and has a great future planned for her.
Isn't there a funny irony that goes along with being a parent? That, as parents, we're needed each and every day but our main responsibility is to make sure that one day that is not the case.
"When they reached the place God had told him about, Abraham built an altar there and arranged the wood on it. He bound his son Isaac and lad him on the altar, on top of the wood." (Genesis 22)
God has give us the same command. That though we stand on the wings of change, we must be willing to lay our children before Him. He is calling us all to respond like Abraham. When we "reach the place God has told us about" may we be as willing to let go because sometimes, growing up stinks.
How about you? What do you do to remind yourself that you're called to raise your children by letting them go?
The Wings of Change
Lord, here I stand on wings of change
knowing things won't be the same.
This same child you've entrusted to me,
all too soon will one day be free.
It's this freedom you've called me as a parent to teach
to give her back to you each day that we reach
closer and closer to finding Your plan.
It's part of your promise, it's fulfilling Your command.
I know I can trust You Lord, here I am.
Take this fragile heart of mine that beats for my children through each moment of time.
Help me to trust You and learn to let go.
Show me when to push and when to say "no."
Remind me they're Yours.
I'm just part of Your plan.
Teach them to fly as I hold Your hand.