I thought I should write something about “Senior Night.” Here’s the deal: my son is a senior and tonight, for the last time, he will play a home basketball game at his school. As I was thinking through this, my good friend texted me out of the blue and said, “Praying for you on Senior Night.” Coincidence? I think not.
As I mentioned in a previous blog, this school year has been, and will continue to be, a year of “lasts,” of those final traditions and celebrations my son will share with us before moving out and going on to college. As I also shared, this business of letting go is not for the faint of heart. And yet that’s my job as a dad: raising a responsible young adult who has made his faith his own and who will carry the torch of Christianity to the next generation. I’m just not ready for this momentous change that’s about to happen; however, I take solace in knowing how excited he is (he’s ready to leave in all of the ways that really matter). He is my son, my brother, and my friend. He’s an adult. I’ve done my job, I only wish it took much longer to do it.
Troy Burns