The closer my children get to graduation, the more I am reminded of the ridiculous antics I participated in with my friends when I was that age. It is a wonder none of us were arrested, hospitalized or killed. Then, I went to college. New faces, same stunts. I did not truly appreciate the responsibilities of adulthood until I met my husband. I was 27. For ten years I acted in a manner that should never be emulated.
My children are now the age I was when I began my rebellious times. I have done all I could to create a childhood experience that was different than my own. I have shielded them from the darkness of the world, and I have prepared them to stand against evil on their own. So, why do I get the sinking feeling that as soon as they are on their own, the phrase, "But Mom's not here," may become a daily utterance.
The best I can do is entrust them to the Lord's providence and assure them that my college experience should not be their bucket list. I have made all of these mistakes already. Now you know the outcome. You're welcome.
When the time of David's death drew near, he gave these instructions to his son Solomon: "I am going the way of all flesh. Take courage and be a man. Keep the mandate of the Lord, your God, following His ways as they are written in the law of Moses, that you may succeed in whatever you do, wherever you turn, and the Lord may fulfill the promise He made on my behalf when He said, 'If your sons so conduct themselves that they remain faithful to Me with their whole heart and with their whole soul, you shall always have someone of your line on the throne of Israel.'" 1 Kings 2: 1-4