My son unofficially started his senior year yesterday. His high school football team held their first practice of the new season at 12:01 on Monday morning.

One week from this Thursday he will begin taking classes in his final year of high school.

I know everyone says that children grow up fast but the reality is quicker than expected. I am struggling to transition my role as a parent. The reality is that all of us go through changes as a parent.

1. Provider. The child is born and you provide all of their needs. This is everything from food, diapers, clothing to shelter.

2. Caregiver. As the child grows you begin to connect with them emotionally as they start talking to you and saying those words, “I love you” in return.

3. Dreamer. You dream of all the child could become right along with them. Pro sports, president, doctor, preacher and lawyer (well, maybe not a lawyer). You dream with them and for them.

4. Coach/Teacher. Suddenly you are thrust into the role of helping them try to achieve their dreams. You want them to be the best and you put in the time to help them achieve. This may be informally in the stands of formally on the sidelines.

5. Cheerleader. Children quickly outgrow a parent’s ability. So you hand them over to qualified people who can instruct them better than you can on your own. You are forced to sit in the stands and you cheer with every small victory.

6. Releaser. At some point your children are ready to leave the nest and go out on their own. It is a wonderful and scary time. They may fail and they may get hurt. Also they may succeed and do well. The future is unclear and there is a desire to hold on tight.

[This is where my knowledge of parenting ceases firsthand. Some of you may be able to add to my list.]

As I move into this sixth stage with my first-born I am filled with fear and trembling. I pray daily for God’s guidance and grace in their life. I pray for the decisions he is making this final year of high school. I hope I have handled each stage well and I especially hope I handle this one well.

Today I want to thank God for my oldest son. I hope he enjoys his senior year. The days have passed quickly and I thank my God for each and every one. May you and I both handle the stages of a parent with God’s strength, mercy and grace.