It's that time of the year...
We start now, so we can end sooner - the 2nd week of May can't come soon enough!

My sweet, biggest girl is starting the 3rd grade! I would love to say that by now, I am like many parents who 'can't wait' for their kids to go back to school, but I'm truly not that way. I never have been. From day #1, I have struggled with the idea of sending my little one to school, out into the BIG world....and every year as Fall approaches, I still dread it. We've prayed every year since our children were born that God would make it very clear to us how we should provide education for them. Sometimes it has been made vividly clear and other years it hasn't been as clear at all... and we walked into that new grade praying that we were doing the right thing. We are blessed that all of the experiences our daughter has had so far have been good for her and for us. I'm amazed as I remember that she has attended a different school setting for every grade so far. (
This makes me sad. I grew up going to the same grade school, middle school and for the most part, high school. I was grateful for those roots and all the memories created and remembered today.. I wished the same for my kids (but this is an entirely different post for another time! ) Anyway, I get over my sadness quickly when I consider the way God created her to be a fun, adventure loving, friendly, outgoing, happy and well adjusted child. He made her to enjoy experiences like moving to a new state, a new church...a new school. And she shines in the midst of her adjustments. What a trooper! (There aren't many days that go by when I don't wish I was more like her.)

Still, this doesn't make it easy for me to say good bye to her each morning - not knowing the specifics of what she will be exposed to that day, not knowing if some 'outside' influence is going to steal her heart, not knowing if I've done all that I could do to prepare her for what she might see or hear, not knowing if we've given her the ability to find the confidence she will desperately need at some point to stand up for what is right, for what she believes and for who she is....and lastly, not knowing if I clearly understood if God was really asking me to send her to school instead of teaching her at home. My heart aches as I consider the cruelty of this world and that she'll come into contact with it all too soon. I realize I probably sound a bit over- dramatic right now, but I tend to get that way when my protective "Mama" instincts set in. I know this is life, I know we have all been there, seen it, survived it and in some way have been shaped by it. But we want only the best part of those things for our kids, don't we?
I find myself praying often for the ability to let go just enough, trusting and remembering that our God, who created her and gave her to us, loves her more than we ever could. He knows all those things that I do not know and all of the things she will need to make it through her days so that she can become just who He wants her to be.
I've been encouraged by the memories I have of meeting with a group of moms from her last school. We met weekly to pray for our kids, the kids in their classes, their teachers and administrators and all the happenings and needs that existed at this school on a day to day basis. It was just 'something' we could do when we felt there was no other tangible way to protect and provide for them during their school day. (Does that make sense?) Great things happened in this school, I believe God heard and answered our prayers. I feel led to do this again for her and her school this year. I'm not aware of an exisiting group, so I'm going out on a
major limb and will try to start one myself ( as a part of Moms In Touch - see
momsintouch.org). This leads me WAAAAAAYYYYYY out of my comfort zone, butI believe it is something I need to pursue right now, so I'm trusting God will provide all that is needed! And I KNOW that He hears our prayers and WILL answer them.
"Arise, cry out in the night, as the watches of the night begin; pour out your heart like water in the presence of the Lord. Lift up your hands to Him for the lives of your children..." Lamentations 2:19
Lord, you know my heart and how it beats for the protection and the moments of nurturing the children you have blessed me with. Help me to make the moments I have with each of them right now really count. These are the moments you are providing and I don't want to waste them with foolish, unnecessary business. I get too caught up in things that don't matter and I don't want to waste this sweet, irreplacable time. Let me be wise in taking this time that goes by so quickly to contribute to the shaping of their precious lives. They are Yours. I am amazed that you have entrusted them to me - please help me to make them clear, willing, able and eager vessels of Your love. Bless them with the ability to be a good friend to those who need You, may our family be a light for You in this dark place....and may we make a great difference, because of Your grace, wherever You lead us. Amen.