
In approximately 128 days, we will be driving our oldest son to college (4 1/2 hours away WAAH!). Since the day he chose his college, I've been going through the process of getting us both ready for that day. But really, we've been preparing for this day for 18 years. And I have to say . . . lately, it doesn't seem like long enough.
We have only 18 years to transform a helpless, 20-inch bundle of soft skin and flailing limbs into a full-grown, responsible adult, capable of making thoughtful decisions and intelligent choices. Not to mention doing laundry, shopping for groceries, and balancing a checkbook. When they're little, we teach them the basics--walking and talking and sharing--and then, just when they're old enough for some serious learning, when time with them is running short--they turn rebellious.
I wondered today, if God feels the same about me. If he sometimes thinks that a lifetime isn't enough to prepare me for an eternity with Him. After all, I stumbled quite a few times as he taught me to walk. I sometimes didn't listen when he said no. And just when you might think I'm mature enough to handle the tough stuff, I turn rebellious.
But He's the perfect parent, the One who knows when to cling tightly and when to let loose a little. I've got a feeling I have a lot to learn about letting loose, even though I've been slowly doing so for 18 years. I'll do my best to step back and let my baby take his first steps into adulthood, but if you've got any sage advice or helpful tips, I'm all ears.
Labels: college, letting go