Just. Like. That.
And just like that, they are off. Off to make choices of their own. Off to experience things, all kinds of things. Some bad, some good. All things we cannot control. They are not under our noses today. They will not be under our watchful eye as we send them off to class. They will encounter sweet friends, they will encounter bullies, perhaps. Make lifelong buddies and meet people who will teach them how NOT to be. Maybe make a decision we would rather them not make. But we won't know. Because it is their time. It is their world to enter without us holding their little hand. They will also prosper and grow. And become strong. They will develop personality and morals and form into the human beings that will always seem like our baby. But they aren't babies. They are our children slowly growing up. Except it doesn't seem so slow, does it? And I don't care who you are, my friends, it is scary.
These are the same little tiny people that we held in our arms while they took their first little breaths.. The same little wrinkly faced newborns that had you wildly in love and wildly scared all at the same time. I don't know about you, but I never really thought at that time about them being so big and dragging that big backpack into that building. Going to school. Being away ALL DAY. Making their own way. But they are. And guess what? They are going to be good at it.
Let me tell you something... because I am going somewhere with this.. promise ;) Childhood slips by so quickly. You better put down that phone and talk to these kids. Listen to them. Go in that teenager's room even when they roll their eyes and get tired of your questions. They will appreciate the love some day. Also know this. They are smart. They are beautiful. They are courageous and brave and infinitely able of all things. You have done and continue to do a FABULOUS job. They will undoubtedly put into action all of the things we have told them. They will hear that little voice in the back of their minds.. your voice. My voice. God's voice. Guiding them. Protecting them. So as they go and wander into that big building... Trust them. And trust God. Then love on them when they get home. Listen to their stories. Create a soft place for them to land.
Because, friends, just like that... they are off.
These are the same little tiny people that we held in our arms while they took their first little breaths.. The same little wrinkly faced newborns that had you wildly in love and wildly scared all at the same time. I don't know about you, but I never really thought at that time about them being so big and dragging that big backpack into that building. Going to school. Being away ALL DAY. Making their own way. But they are. And guess what? They are going to be good at it.
Let me tell you something... because I am going somewhere with this.. promise ;) Childhood slips by so quickly. You better put down that phone and talk to these kids. Listen to them. Go in that teenager's room even when they roll their eyes and get tired of your questions. They will appreciate the love some day. Also know this. They are smart. They are beautiful. They are courageous and brave and infinitely able of all things. You have done and continue to do a FABULOUS job. They will undoubtedly put into action all of the things we have told them. They will hear that little voice in the back of their minds.. your voice. My voice. God's voice. Guiding them. Protecting them. So as they go and wander into that big building... Trust them. And trust God. Then love on them when they get home. Listen to their stories. Create a soft place for them to land.
Because, friends, just like that... they are off.
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