Taking Flight

    I am not very kin on changes of anything especially when they are life altering. I like to pretend that they just won't happen or that it will just go away in time. Well I can't pretend anymore. Come Monday morning, I will be getting my oldest son up and ready for his first day of kindergarten. Am I sad you bet. Am I happy of course, but I am also terrified. You see he is my baby, my firstborn. He is the reason my life changed in the first place. You see before he was born, I thought I would just have him, send him to daycare, then to school, then one day he would graduate, and then my life would finally go back to normal. There was only one problem with this plan; I fell in love. As soon as Jadin came into the world I knew life would never be the same. I stayed home with him for 8 weeks, then went back to work. I worked a year and a half (the whole while wondering why am I doing this, I want to be with my son,) and finally had enough. I quit work and became a stay at home mom (the best job I have ever had and the pay is incredible.)
     Fast forward several years here we are today. Two kids later expanding our family to 5. Jadin is now 5 and is ready to embark on something brand new, kindergarten. Ever since I found out I was pregnant with him, I have been praying for this day. Praying for the right school, the right teachers, the right friends, etc. We are still waiting to hear back to see which school he will be in, but I am confident that whichever school he goes to, it is not chosen by me or his daddy, but by Jesus Christ alone.
    You see school is not just about learning about numbers, letters, the Great Divide, ancient China, ect. It is about learning how to relate to people, how to be a friend, helping people in their time of need. I do pray that Jadin learns about all these things and much more, but while he is doing that, I want him to be able to talk to people. I want to see him grow in the foundation of Christ that his daddy and I have started for him. I want to see the little leader that he is; leading people in his class, helping them to make the right decisions, showing them that in order to be cool, you don't have to follow the crowd, but you can be the person God made you to be. I want him to be the person that can show people that when you do make mistakes or do something your not suppose to, that you can own up to it and be a stronger person for it.
    One thing I am very excited about is to finally meet the teachers and the friends I have been praying for for almost 6 years now. To finally stand face to face with the very people God ordained to be in his life. I am excited to finally walk on the school ground, through the doors and hallways of the very school Jesus will walk beside him every day (and btw I will pray over everything when I walk through, even the bathrooms and lunchrooms.)
    So this to say the least is one proud momma, but also scared because I know that as my little man begins to spread his wings and take flight, he will make good choices, he will make bad choices, some things that happen in school, he may never tell us, but one thing I know for sure is that Jesus is by his side every step of the way and when the times come that it gets too hard for my little man, Jesus will no longer be walking beside him but carrying him.