Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Letters to my son...

Dear Son,

The time of dependence is quickly coming to an end. The time when you will begin to walk on your own will arrive very soon. As a parent, we long for the day when our baby takes his first step. Well, there are more "first steps" in life than just when you're learning to walk as a toddler.

There is the first step when you go off to kindergarten. There is the first step when you become a teenager. There is a first step when you learn to drive. There is a first step when you begin to date.

You are approaching your first step of graduation...of life after high school. Of life possibly away from home for the first time.

For me, in my life, this is a first step......letting you go. Am I scared? A little. Do I want it to happen....of course. Will I always "feel good and happy"...probably not. Will I worry...probably so. Will I be able to do it...not alone. Only with God's help. And He will help me. This is the time I have to trust Him most. I have to trust you with Him. I will no longer parent you in the same way. I will always be here for you...I will always love you no matter what. There is not anything you could ever do to change that, but my role for you will be different. I will have to let go....from the inside. It will be a little like dying. A good kind of dying for it will be allowing you to live...to live to your fullest potential...with "me" and my flesh out of the way.

I only pray and will always pray that God will be an ever-present force in your life. I pray and hope that if I have given you anything, if we have given you anything, it is the sure knowledge that God is always with you. He always loves you and He sent His son Jesus to die for you, that you might have eternal life. Never forget that. Never forget Him. For whatever you are, wherever you go...we will always be connected, as a parent to a child and as believer to believer. You are my firstborn. You have received a precious inheritance. Do not squander it.

Remember, with freedom comes responsibility. Your freedom is near...handle it with care.

I love you,
As always,
Mom

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