Two weeks ago another one of our children left home. He moved 2300 miles away!! Now Billy nor I have ever been the type of parent who couldn’t wait for the children to get out of the house and be on their own. I started dreading the empty nest the day our oldest, Josh, was born. I have thoroughly enjoyed every single minute with my children. So as we drove out to California with Jer, enjoying God’s beautiful world, we were dreading the goodbye scene at the airport at the end of the week.
As the children were growing up I would think about the time in the future that they would leave home and I would burst into tears; I didn’t have the grace at that point to deal with their leaving because I didn’t need grace for that then. But God is always just on time and He has proved that once again in my life, for as I have needed to deal with this separation, He has poured out His grace to enable me to do so. Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need. (Hebrews 4:16)
