Cooper made it through his week of church camp. I asked him if he missed us and he said, “No, but the beds were really hard, I am happy I get to sleep in my bed tonight.” I am not sure how to feel about his obvious lack of missing his mom… I love his independent nature, but I find it really hard to let my biggest boy his sprout wings.
Daily I have to remind myself that I am only the catalyst God is using to shape my boys into men of virtue and substance. My plan for the boys may not reflect the plan he has for them. I have to set aside my fears, and commit myself to teaching them how to follow the Lord’s path for their lives.
This 5-day adventure was a step in the right direction for me, as I [reluctantly] begin the process of letting my boys grow (and eventually go.)
I am thankful that camp only happens once a year, so I can learn to let Cooper go in small doses!