Yesterday was the kids first day of school. Three weeks ago we purchased their school supplies.Two weeks ago we got new shoes for school, a couple pair of shorts and some shirts. They had open house on Monday night and brought all their supplies to school, saw their room and met their teachers. To say I was anxious for them was an understatement. I was excited with them for this new adventure of 5th and 2nd grades but I was somewhat overwhelmed to begin the 5th grade homework, getting to bed on time, and getting up ready to go, etc.
All parents and students meet in church to begin the year. There is a skit to introduce the theme of the year, devotions and then the roll call begins. Every teacher calls each student by name and then they walk over to the school together, leaving anxious, relieved and worn-out parents in their wake.
I was anxiously awaiting my sons return home on the bus, when I saw them. A mom and nine baby pheasants crossing my cul-de-sac; a teacher and her class of students. And I heard God whisper to me, "It's ok, I have it in my control. If I care about the birds of the field, how much more do I care about you and your sons."
Ok, God, point taken.
Thanks for caring for me.
Kids waiting for the bus this morning.
Baby pheasants crossing the road.
