A prayerful send off
Summer is nearly over – signs of its end have been popping up for weeks as school supply coupons have been crammed into mailboxes, store shelves overflowing with back to school items, registrations winding down or quickly opening, activity practices ramping up for athletic seasons to begin – but the biggest sign of them all just took place this past weekend as we enjoyed the last weekend of July. This book of summer is quickly drawing to a close, and for some it’s exciting, but for the kids I share a home with – they’re lament-full letting out heavy moans of grief declaring, ‘I don’t want to go back!’– and…admittedly, so am I. I love summer. The free time, extra daylight, adventure in the outdoors, vacations, camping, swimming – it is our favorite time of year.
No judgement for any mom sounding the alarm that it is time for them to go back. I get it, and even though it may not sound like it here, I still believe you’re a good mom. I agree, kids are getting board, and the lack of structure is making them batty. They need it, and it’s good for them – but this mom is just not looking forward to the school year send off.
Don’t get me wrong – I am NOT anti-school.
School today, is tech packed, project creating, digging in the trenches, get your fingers dirty learning – and that is awesome! The teacher’s I know are hard-working top-notch individuals fully capable of instilling knowledge into the minds of our youth. They care for our students and are undoubtedly dedicated to helping them succeed. It’s not the educational piece beckoning my lament – It’s the social element. It tugs at my heart with its seeming difference from what we as adults experienced as young people.
Kids now are exploring areas of life that didn’t graze many of our minds until much later.
They’re having conversations over relational aspects, emotional issues, and encountering temptations that I never knew existed, invoking worrisome thoughts in the minds of parents as we wonder, ‘Where will their path lead – this year?’ ‘What situations will they encounter?’ ‘How will they react?’ ‘What will they face?’ ‘Have I taught them enough?’ and question after question swarm our minds leading to the sobering reality – they’re growing up, and have come to a place and point where it’s their opportunity to step out into the world around them – and step into it – they must. School is something they must do – a place they must go. It is a place where, sure, there are scary things that could happen and even more so, incredible things that will as they meet wonderful people, form vital friendships, and are given a platform where they will impact the world around them leading them to fulfill a purpose in which they were destined.
This worry plaguing our minds, it’s worthless. We know that because God’s word challenges us to think it over in Matthew 6:27,
‘Can all your worries add a single moment to your life?’
Not only does it not add a single moment to our life, but it doesn’t help our children make better decisions, nor does it protect them from what may come – it doesn’t do anything. Prayer, however – that’s another story. Prayer does work, it sets things into motion, it beckons the ear of our Lord – it moves mountains – it produces action.
‘do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Jesus Christ.
‘And whatever you ask in prayer, you will receive, if you have faith.’
These precious little humans are a gift that hold our heart in their hand from the moment they were born, but before they ever had the opportunity to hold our heart – they were formed by His as they were knit together in our womb with a plan set in place even before their days began. Reminding us ultimately – they are God’s creation presented to us on ‘loan’ to teach, train, love, encourage, and prepare. That being the case, no matter my lament – I’ve made up my mind to lay worry down and hand over my trust to our Savior this school year.
Ephesians 6:10-18 tells us of the Armor of God as it instructs us to put it on. All pieces of the Armor are necessary for daily living, but I want to draw our focus to the Sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. It is powerful – it is a weapon, one readily available for all to take up.
Mom/Dad/Grandparent/Teacher/Mentor whoever, whatever role you play in the life of a young person – would you join me these next few days as we pray God’s word over our children in preparation for this school year? How does it work?
You meet me here, we’ll look at one scripture a day, focusing on that word and praying it intentionally over our children as we apply it to their school year. Let us go boldly to the throne of grace together and Choose Him.