I knew it was coming. That day that those who have gone before me have warned me about. When your kids move into a season where they are exploring their world in such a way that you almost never see them. That was my summer. Last summer when our son started his first real job, I felt the void. You know, not being able to pack everyone up and go on one of our summer adventures without taking into consideration work schedules and such. However, our daughter was still at home, so the angst wasn't quite so bad. This summer, however, was quite different. The summer of 2011, a summer of lessons, a whole different kind of summer.
Lesson numero uno...
There is a world that exists outside this little bubble that your dad and I have created for you. I remember just like it was yesterday, taking our kids to their first day of kindergarten. Their eyes were wide open to the new little world in which they would now spend their week days. Now, their eyes are ever more widened with what they are learning and experiencing in the "real world". As much as I'd like to whimper and whine about not seeing them very much, I can't help but feel blessed that they are hard workers, are pushing themselves to new heights and have been commended by their bosses for jobs well done. As hard as it is to see your kiddos move into the real world, it is a necessary transition and prayerfully, their experience will be a positive one filled with lessons taught and inspiration for the future.
Lesson numero dos...
Sometimes, it's not what you do but what you don't do. While my husband and I have always emphasized putting yourself out there and sharing your beliefs with others, this summer brought new ways of sharing your faith. Both of our kids learned that sometimes it's what you don't do or don't partake of that speaks louder than hammering someone over the head with dogmatic beliefs and legalistic religious practices. I know, that statement will be offensive to some. However, learning that as others see the joy and peace in your life as something they also desire, they will eventually seek out what the source of that joy and peace is. The key is being patient and understanding that the world cannot be conquered in one day, one week, or even one month for that matter. Stand firm, stand tall, and stay true to the One who has called you, and His plan will take hold and come to fruition.
Lesson numero tres...
Let go and let God! That saying always slaps me upside the head when I get caught up in trying to make something work on my own, instead of letting God be in the driver's seat. This summer, that saying has taken on a whole new meaning for me. This summer it was time to "let go" of our very capable teenagers and "let God" do his job, even more so than ever before. Our son reached this place in his life last summer and now it was our daughter's turn. Now was the time to let them be under the authority of someone who was not preset or predetermined by their parents. Now came the time to listen to their "real world" situations, share with them our experiences, and help them walk this new season out. Now was the time to watch how they interacted with those who didn't exist within the bubble that we had surrounded them with for so many years. Now was the time to let go and let God!
Lesson numero quatro...
Hang on momma, this ride ain't over yet! As I look back on this past summer and all the lessons we've learned, I know that the biggest one is right around the corner. As our son begins his senior year in high school in just a few short days, I know that the upcoming year will be filled with bittersweet memories and that things will be changing for all of us at the end of this school year. As weird as it may sound, I feel as though I have one foot in the door and one foot out. While at the end of this year, we will still have a daughter to graduate, we are, in fact, in the midst of moving out of one season and into another. While I do have some anxiety about our first born graduating, I've seen God work in and through so many situations over the last several months that I can't help but be excited about what's around the corner. Besides, I'm not in control so I might as well just hang on and enjoy the ride.
So that's how I would sum up our summer...every which way but loose. It would be all too easy to look back and regret the "family time" sacrificed by leading a crazy, chaotic summer, but there was too much learned these past few months to harbor any regret. Lessons, life lessons, are one of my most favorite things for my kids to learn. This summer, there was an abundance of life lessons learned...for them and for me.
