It is the end of a busy week. The week my eldest kiddo finishes school. Exams are just around the corner. This week has been about dinners, specials services, awards, speeches and some ‘controlled’ dressing up and fun. Do I remember my year 12 end of year celebration? Yes. Was it meaningful? Probably not in the way it should have been.

I have been thinking about what you tell your child on the cusp of 13 years of schooling coming to an end. What do we as parents want for our kids as they move onto the next thing, a new chapter, a new independent life? As always it is easy to reflect on all the things I don’t want him to do – don’t get caught up in the freedom and allow it to take you on its own journey. Be present, be mindful and be intentional. With your time, emotions and actions.

Hopefully what we have provided for our kids is a home. A safe, refuge from the challenges of life, in a world that is humming at a rapid rate. A place where grace, love, hospitality and generosity can be experienced. A place of joy, sorrow and forgiveness – a home. As they leave home to do the next thing, they need to know that home is still there, for them. But they are now in the business of creating their own ‘home’. I hope that home for him, for you and me  home is like Josh Garrels song, Home at Last. I leave you with the lyrics and a link to the song here:

Who is that at the end of lonesome roads
All of us hope there’s a home
Place to rest where wounds get dressed
The table’s full the sound of laughter in the halls

Light the fire gather round
Join together sing it loud
Raise the glass and joyful be
Home at last one family

We’re all orphans looking for an open door

Hard times come no more
Come on up to the house of the Lord
Father adopts us all

Light the fire gather round
Join together sing it loud
Raise the glass and joyful be
Home at last one family

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