I am having a day of sighs... As I sit here at my favorite place, I am alone, and it is different. My children are here, but at the end of the day, one will stay and continue his adventure. This is hardest on me. My first born is grown up enough to not need me to care for him. He is enjoying time of independence. I know, I know, he is 9, and it is summer camp, and it is only one week (ok, 2) but I am learning that I need to change. He IS capable, and I need to let him be capable. I am reminded of a bible passage in this time: "
4 “Hear, O Israel: The Lord our God, theLord is one.5 You shall love the Lordyour God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your might. 6 Andthese words that I command you today shall be on your heart. 7 You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, and when you walk by the way, and when you lie down, and when you rise. 8 You shall bind them as a sign on your hand, and they shall be as frontlets between your eyes. 9 You shall write them on the doorposts of your house and on your gates." I feel like this experience at camp is me trusting that we have trained him in The Lord and that he will be absolutely perfect at the end of the week, and will even have grown some, but I will miss the goodnight kiss, and a hug. He may be grown, but all of his firsts are all my firsts and sometimes firsts are hard to dive in to, but, they are almost always rewarding! Caleb on his way to camp!
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