August 6th, '18
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MOM, I'M MOVING OUT
younger son gathered all together, and took his journey..." (Luke 15:13)
My son lives next door and there have only been
short months when he did not live in the vicinity, so I am no expert on letting
go as a parent. But most Moms and Dads have to deal with empty nest
syndrome. They feed, clothe, teach and train and when the child is old enough
to finally be of service at home, off they go to boot camp or to some job in
the big city. It pains a parent to watch that car or mini-van, jammed with
clothes, blankets, stereo and rock posters, etc. backing out of the driveway for
the last time. But it is an essential in life, that time when the kid gathers
all and takes his journey.
Some fruit is picked too early. A few more days
on the vine would have been healthier. Other fruit hangs on the branch too long
and threatens to spoil. The prodigal son left for the wrong reason. He wanted
free from the old man. Little did he know that one can never shake his own
shadow. I couldn't wait to move out at seventeen, but like the prodigal, Dad
followed me to the far country, because he was in my conscience. Family
genetics stared back at me in the mirror. The son gathers all and takes his
journey but he never really ever leaves "home".
What are parents to do? Just hope you have
steered him/her aright. "As arrows in the hand of a mighty man; so are children
of the youth" (Psalm 127:4). An arrow is shaped and sharpened but
it can never hit a target until it is shot. Once the marksman lets go of
the bowstring the flight of the arrow is in the hands of God. Some arrows
shatter on the rocks. Some are lost in the deep woods. Some ricochet only to
scare the pants off the shooter. But then, some hit the bull's-eye and bring
unbelievable satisfaction to the parent. You will never know the outcome until
you kiss that cheek and let 'em go.
My four-year old granddaughter has me wrapped
around her finger. Hmm, one day even Jasmine will gather all and take her
journey. Those with teenage daughters are more apt to check the locks on the
windows at night. We tend to worry. The dad in our story could have attached a
GPS ankle monitor on his son but that would have destroyed trust and free-will.
It is supposed to be a home, not an asylum. He was free to stay, but also (dad
chokes up slightly), free to go. Their choices will often not be your choices.
Dad still loved the son, even to the point of standing on the porch with
binoculars, praying every day for his safe return. Letting go does not mean giving
up. One son gathers all and heads for Frisco claiming he is now gay.
Another daughter moves in with some older guy because they are, quote, in love.
You bite your lip and your heart bleeds instead of your mouth. God understands.
He turned His Son loose in the far country...but it turned out all right. Let's
recite that old promise, "Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he
is old, he will not depart from it" (Proverbs 22:6). That doesn't solve
everything but at least it mitigates some fears. In nine cases out of ten,
Junior will come home shocked at how much Dad and Mom learned while he was away.