Thursday, July 14, 2011
This girl. . .
is driving from Oklahoma to Atlanta, Georgia with a friend today.
I am confessing now that I prayed for the last several weeks that this trip would not take place. She is my oldest, 19 years old, a dream of a daughter, and I am having trouble letting go this much.
A group of college friends are meeting to watch the premier of the final Harry Potter movie. I appreciate the importance of this event--I truly do. She grew up with Harry--me reading aloud and midnight book releases and friends dressing up for movies. They are technically the same age, she and Harry. But that is a long drive for such a little girl.
Oh, Lord, the world is big and she is small, even if she doesn't know it. I know you hold it all in your mighty hand. Hold her. When I talked to her about my fears for her, she told me to trust in You. She knows how much I do. Hold my fears and guard her life. And bring her safely home.