It seems like only yesterday that my first baby boy came into my life, and tomorrow he starts HIGH SCHOOL! My how time flies. It’s kind of surreal. Mixed emotions, that’s what I’m feeling … excitement, fear, worry. He will be fine. He’s more than ready. Nearly six feet tall, size 12 shoe, deep voice, braces, and a smile and wit to match his mom’s.He’s handsome for sure – looks just like his dad. Yes, he will be fine, but will I? Am I ready for AP classes, dating, driving, prom, and dare I say it, college (which is a mere four years away.)?
Then there’s JD, my middle schooler. I remember the day he graced us with his presence. What an adorable little cuddle muffin he was. And now he is going into 6th grade! Is he ready? He seems so young, so happy-go-lucky. Is he ready for lockers, semester exams, school dances, lots or homework, and more responsibility? Oh, he’s ready, but am I?
These are my little boys, not young men. We’re still supposed to be going to the park, playing little league, and reading bedtime stories. How time flies!
Well, tomorrow they will no longer be “little” boys. They will each have greater responsibilities and greater opportunities for influence. All I can do is encourage them, pray for them, and trust God to take good care of them.
Several years ago my two boys and I memorized this Psalm together. I pray they always remember it and live by it.
Blessed is the man
who walks not in the counsel of the wicked,
nor stands in the way of sinners,
nor sits in the seat of scoffers;
but his delight is in the law of the Lord,
and on his law he meditates day and night.
He is like a tree
planted by streams of water
that yields its fruit in its season,
and its leaf does not wither.
In all that he does, he prospers.
The wicked are not so,
but are like chaff that the wind drives away.
Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment,
nor sinners in the congregation of the righteous;
for the Lord knows the way of the righteous,
but the way of the wicked will perish. – Psalm 1
Oh, my precious little girl begins school tomorrow too. She’s still in elementary school, still loves bedtime stories, playing with dolls, riding carousels, and calling me mommy. We’ve still got some time, but I know it will fly too! My homework for today – times flies so savor every moment because they only stay little a little while.