“Have fun,” I said with a smile as my son got out of the car for football practice. He’s a freshman in high school this year so my heart is a bit sad as I realize my little boy isn’t little any more. This summer he grew taller than me and now I have to reach up to kiss his cheek. He’s playing ball for a high school that happens to be on a military base so as I drove away I saw men in uniform performing drills. It reminded me of something that I often pray for my son. “Lord, teach him to be a man”.
As I drove by those men in uniform I again prayed for my son, that he would be brave and honorable and have the courage to do the things that men must do in life. I prayed that my husband and I would be able to teach him the things he needs to know to establish the correct boundaries in his heart. Jim’s book taught us that those boundaries are what keep us in check when we are older. The Lord really gave me revelation about that and in my mind’s eye I see those boundaries as lines that are drawn over time. They start out as a short line when our kids are young but every time we reinforce them the lines get longer until they stretch into their future. catching them like the ropes of a boxing ring that prevent the boxer from being thrown out of bounds.
I’m going to pick him up in a while. He will tell me all about practice and we will laugh about things that happened. We will come home and I’ll feed him dinner. He will eat enough for 2 and we will make jokes about it. It’s just a normal day really, but all the while those boundaries are being strengthened.
Kim