Tomorrow (July 3) my daughter Lauren will turn 18. She is our youngest and with this "rite of passage" comes another poignant moment of nostalgia for me. Where did those years go? Did I live them well? Did I always speak to her the way Christ would have me to? Did I guide her and advise her correctly? Of course, because I am human, I definitely cannot answer YES completely. But I am thankful for God's grace - for Lauren's sake and for my sake.
Now we watch her fly. Even though she will be living at home for this year and attending community college - things will never be the same. She is exploring, stepping out, making new friends, and making many many more of her own decisions. Did I prepare her well enough? Will she do it right? I am praying so, but I know that she is human just like her mom is human. A wise lady today just pointed at her knees when I was asking her how she did with her daughter's exploratory years. The knees....ah, yes! Great idea!
So, my desire today is that I will take the next thousand tomorrows and beyond - and remember that getting on my knees is perhaps the very best thing I can continue to do for Lauren. Most of the other duties as her mother are finished, but interceding for her in prayer will (and should) NEVER cease!
