On August 9, my child begins school. Sixth grade.
I'm trying to process the changes that I see in her on an almost daily basis. Almost simultaneously I see glimpses of the little girl she was and the young lady she is becoming.
I pray that "going" to school for the first time in her life will be a positive experience. I pray that she learns and grows a lot. Honestly I pray that there will be some tough things; for from tough, painful things genuine growth and faith come.
I pray that I will enjoy the process of watching her grow. I pray for wisdom to guide her, a tender heart to calm her, and the ability to give much grace.
Grace and wisdom--the combination I prayed for since before she was born. Such a great and seemingly simple request but one that requires me to acknowledge the fact that, in my own strength, I have neither.
"Each thing I have received, from Thee it came,
Each thing for which I hope, from Thy love it will come,
Each thing I enjoy, it is of Thy bounty,
Each thing I ask, comes of Thy disposing."
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I wish that Lyndal was starting that early! She doesn't start until August 31st! Isn't that late?
I'm on the same page with you, Dana. I'm hoping that this next year for Lyndal will bring about growth - spiritual growth and opportunities to put into practice all the these things we are trying to teach her. It's so scary, though. I'm going to miss her so much this year.
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