![]() I know my children will go through trials and setbacks just like we all do, but I believe God will use those times as part of their stories as well. Or perhaps they’ll do something completely different because God has a tendency to surprise us. Perhaps they’ll become mamas, patiently, diligently loving their babies day in and day out. Perhaps they’ll travel across oceans and share the gospel with people who have never heard. Perhaps they’ll go to college and grow and stretch their faith in new ways. When I think about who my children might become some day and what they might do, I get excited. We pray, teach, discipline, and love, but all of those things are a means to an end, and the end goal is to launch. And in the same way, we parents spend years crafting our children into arrows that God can use. They are carefully crafted for the explicit purpose of being launched. To be launched, of course! Arrows are not intended to just sit in the quiver, weighing it down and taking up space. How joyful is the man whose quiver is full of them! Children born to a young man are like arrows in a warrior’s hands. ![]() I hear many parents today lamenting their children’s departure, as if their stories are ending, when in reality, they’ve only finished the introduction to a masterpiece still being written.Ĭhildren are a gift from the Lord they are a reward from him. But raising our children in order to launch them is what our mission as parents is all about. Does that sound strange? Don’t misunderstand me – I will miss her terribly! And I’m so thankful that day isn’t soon. ![]() However, when I think about my oldest daughter moving out and going to college (or whatever she decides to do after high school), I don’t feel tears welling up as much as excitement. What will become of these kids who have learned so much yet have so much to learn? They are at a crossroads, and only time will tell which direction their futures will head.Īs a mom, I know that in ten short years I’ll likely be where these parents stand – with an SUV backed into the crowded parking lot of a college dormitory, unloading cleaning supplies, cute wall decor, and a shaggy rug. Proud, teary eyed parents, beaming teenagers, decked out dorm rooms, and an air of uncertainty adorn the photos. This past fall a photo stream of parents dropping their kids off at college filled my social media newsfeeds. ![]()
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