My girls are growing so fast. Time is so fleeting with them. It feels like the longer I live, the faster time flies.
H is 10, and in 5th grade. That means that next year, she will be in JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL. This scares the ever lovin' daylights out of me. Do you remember junior high? Where I grew up it was called "middle school" but it was awful. It was when people really started paying attention to how much money people had and how they act.
I look back on the 10 years I've been blessed to be this girls momma, and I remember being worried about several milestones - potty training, first day if kindergarten, first sleep over - those pale in comparison to staring down JUNIOR HIGH. JUNIOR HIGH is 3 years from HIGH SCHOOL! Do you remember how you were in high school? I do. I was miserable most of the time in HS, and couldnt WAIT to get out of there and off to college. And that is exactly what I did. left for college and never went back.
I was reflecting on this earlier, am I doing the right things with her? Are being successful in teaching her how to be a child of the King? Will she have the foundation she needs to survive the hits that will come in JUNIOR HIGH?
A very wise woman at church and I were talking about how we wished we could freeze time and not let H leave 5th grade. Then she said to me, Val, what EVER you do, enjoy every moment of this last year in elementary school. Every moment. Then, enjoy every moment in Junior High, because the moments she'll be with you are getting shorter and shorter. This particular woman loves my daughter nearly as much as I do.
Then she tells me how she used to be paranoid about letting her daughter do anything, go across the yard to play at a neighbors, spend the night, ride with other people etc... and a wise momma told her "do you not realize, that even though you love your daughter with all your heart, God loves her more, and do you not TRUST HIM with her protection?" Wow she said, that changed her perspective of dealing with her daughter growing up... and she passed it on to me and God's dealing with me on this now. Do I? Do I trust HIM enough to protect my daughter? I say yes, but in practice I don't. The King of the Universe has already called my child to Him, and she is a daughter of the King. Who am I to think I am more equipped than he is to take care of her and keep her safe? This crazy world we live in, makes me very afraid to let her go, but I realize that I will have to let her go, sooner than later. And if I don't she'll have her wings clipped, and may not find the purpose that God has for her in this great big old world. Will she make mistakes? Yes. Will I have her 100% equipped to deal with situations? No. Will God take care of her? YES! Does that mean I take a hands off approach? NO!
Proverbs 22: 6 Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it.
Ephesians 6:4 Fathers, do not exasperate your children; instead, bring them up in the training and instruction of the Lord.
Deuteronomy 4:9 Only be careful, and watch yourselves closely so that you do not forget the things your eyes have seen or let them slip from your heart as long as you live. Teach them to your children and to their children after them.
Deuteronomy 11:19Teach them to your children, talking about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up.
Whoa! Is that heavy or what?Teach them (God's laws) to your children, talking about them when you sit, walk, lie down and get up. That sounds like 100% of the time to me, doesn't it to you? Wow! I know I cant say 100% of the time I am doing what God wants me to do. I'd like to, and my spirit wants to, but we are flesh and we fail. God's mercy covers us and picks us up and dusts us off. But to me, this verse about training up children means we are never done. Thats a lot of responsibility! And God hand picked me to be her Momma...so he will equip me to do what she needs, I just have to give her to Him and follow His directives. Sounds easy when you type it, but its so HARD! God just asks me to surrender her to Him. He asked Abraham to kill his only son, and Abraham would have done it had God not stopped him at the last minute. I dont think I could do that. so anyway, aside from rambling, the weight of responsibility for my precious children is heavy sometimes...and I have to remember that ALL our burdens we are to give to Christ. He will do a much better job than I could ever do on my own.
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