Yes, my son Joshua, it’s time for you to leave again. You need to stop this! You have been so busy helping everybody as usual, working at church, cooking with Rachel, doing your chores, playing a game with me as we hung out, mowing your yard job. And you’re going a day early to your beach youth camp to help set up the sound and lights. You have turned into a very responsible young man at 16. Now at home you’re not always that thrilled to be as helpful, but you are so much improved. I am amazed at how neat you’ve become. I’ll never forget the time you were gone for camp and daddy and I went through your room and piled all the clothes you had hidden, thrown, dropped or whatever under the bed and around the room. We had a pile a mile high. You had to come home and do your own laundry and I think maybe you were 8! Hard lesson learned. I think the clothes were multiplying under the bed as a science experiment!
The above picture is how you came home 4 days ago from your first camp. I’m afraid to see you after another week gone. You might become a biker dude. Wait. That’s totally unhip isn’t it? Just watching out for my boy. And I will always watch out for you and want to impart wisdom as I see you make choices. That’s the hardest part of being a parent. Watching your children make choices, some good, some not so good. Knowing they aren’t what I would choose, but there’s that free will thing that God gives to all of us. As I always tell you, there’s nothing you can do that will stop me from loving you. I will miss having you home to hang with and watch some TV with. But I will be praying that God will change your heart and life at youth camp and you will come home even more on fire for God. I treasure you, Joshua.