I got nothing on my girls. Except years…..I want their faith. I want to be told that God will take care of me and fully believe it.
Yesterday was the girls’ first day at a new school. We got to the first grader’s class and she immediately hugged her teacher. We have told her this is going to be great and she accepted that as truth. She will miss her old teacher and friends, but she knows there will be lots more. The four of us are on an adventure, and she is ready!
The third grader is naturally more nervous and reserved. She was somewhat stiff when she got to her class. I hate that she is already growing up and worrying.
When they got off the bus after school, I could feel their excitement. They (of course) had awesome days and I had been worrying myself all day for them. Even the third grader said she made 3 friends (at least. Guess there could be more she is not aware of!) Both girls enjoyed their first day and were ready for day two this morning.
They aren’t worried about making friends.
They aren’t worried about whether or not they are behind.
They are not worried about how nice their teachers REALLY are.
They are enjoying each day for what they are: another chance for fun.
More than anything right now, I want to remember that my children are in God’s hands and that I need to release them to Him. Worrying about their days won’t make a hill of beans of difference. He will take care of them.
I must choose to see my days as a chance for adventure, a chance for God to work. He put us in this house, this neighborhood, and in this school for a reason. I have been praying He bring the right people in our lives and He will.
I just need faith like my girls.
Linking with Holley Gerth