These next few weeks are going to be tough ones, busy ones, filled with life changes. This weekend our youngest son heads to NDSU for his junior year of college, then a week later, we’re loading the car and taking our oldest son down to Tampa for his final two years of college. Sigh. It’s true, you blink and everything changes. Soon my husband and I will be left with an empty nest.
And that’s good.
As a parent, you want to raise your children to be independent. As much as you hate to see them leave the nest, you still want them to fly. And when that flight takes off with joy rather than dissension, you know you’ve done your parenting job well.
Still, it’s not an easy thing watching them fly away. It’s a scary world out there, with lots of bad choices to be made. And like me, they’ll make their share of them. And then there are those things beyond their or my control … when they’re living hundreds of miles away, I won’t be able to rush to them.
Rather, I will wrap them in prayer. He’s got this. He made them to fly, and he’ll give them wings to soar.
So while I’m sad to say “goodbye” I’m thrilled they’re finding their wings. And they know, they will always be welcomed back home again.
but those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.