This post was first published in August 2016.
A prayer for students. Recently I sent Favorite Baby off to a different state for the next step in his educational plan. I speak to him frequently, but even so, I find my thoughts wandering and wondering what he is up to? And the prayer still applies.
When I was a little girl I loved to go back-to-school shopping. Big K and I would get to go to JC Penney’s and get some new “super-cords” and jeans. I loved the smell of the mall and our new clothes. We even got to go to Target and get our supplies. Nothing better than new pens, cute folders, and notebooks, and later fun mirrors and shelves for our lockers. I loved it! And then I was blessed with sons…
I remember when Favorite Firstborn was going to school for the first time. I was all excited about getting some new clothes for him, a new backpack, and taking first day of school pictures. The whole thing! It was going to be so much fun to be on this side of back-to-school.
But it wasn’t. He didn’t really care about his new clothes or his new backpack or even his new folders. And he certainly wasn’t interested in taking a first day of school picture. (He sure is a cutie tho!)
Boys. I love them so much, but I do sometimes feel just a little bit slighted when it comes to these kinds of situations. The shopping thing, the secrets thing, the mani-pedi thing, you get the picture.
So here I am, a few years later, strolling thru the school supply section at Target and laughing to myself about my warriors and their lack of interest in the whole “back-to-school” phenomena. I bought myself some cute little tab things just for fun 🙂 Do you think it’s possible that my mini obsession with office supplies is a result of overcompensation for the lack of back-to-school excitement?
But I digress.
Later this week, I’ll be helping Favorite Baby move into his dorm at college. Don’t even get me started on the lethargy the warriors have about college dorm shopping…
This is his sophomore year, so it shouldn’t be too emotionally difficult (in fact, I’m secretly looking forward to it! – Bad Mama 😉) He is off to the same school, with the same friends, and he isn’t going too far from home, but I feel the need to pray for him. And pray hard!
We all should be praying for our students. They are our future, right? They will someday be in charge of it all. We need to be in prayer for their hearts, minds and souls. Join me.
A back-to-school prayer for all students:
As young people, including Favorite Baby, embark on another year of college, protect them from themselves.
When they are feeling awesome, remind them that You are awesome.
Psalm 47:2 For the Lord Most High is awesome, the great King over all the earth.
When they are feeling bold, remind them that You are bold.
Proverbs 28:1 The wicked flee when no one is pursuing, But the righteous are bold as a lion.
When they are feeling lonely, remind them that you are with them even when they sleep.
Psalm 4:8 In peace I will lie down and sleep, for you alone, LORD, make me dwell in safety.
Make Yourself known to them in every way, in their classes, in their social lives, in their daily walk to and from meals, in their rooms late at night, even through their computers.
Bless their conversations and language. Guide their thoughts closer to you and away from the world. Surround our young people with leaders who love you, with words of encouragement, with praise for You!
Encase their hearts in Your love. Let every little nugget of your love be felt and take root in them. Open their minds and hearts to the Word and the various missionaries, leaders, and mentors you have placed in their pathway.
And attitude. Help each one to be courageous and strong, to be kind and empathetic, to be bold and humble. Guide our sons and daughters to be generous leaders in their faith and encouragers of the Word.
Protect our children from illness, disease, and injury. Help them to be mindful of their body’s needs for healthy food, exercise, and rest.
Thank you for the awesome privilege of parenting. Please, constantly remind us that you love our children far more than we ever could. That they are a beautiful gift from you, on loan. That you have plans for them and they are still a work in progress.