Meet the teacher

Tomorrow I take him to meet his first grade teacher.

Will he love her right off the bat?
Will she love him?
What will his school year be like?
Will there be good kids in his class?
Will he love school the way I did?

Not worries really as much as they are ponderings.

My prayer for you, sweet darling son, gift of God, and marvel of all marvels is that you will be covered with the favor of God every place you go, with everyone you meet, and through all that you experience.
My love, I know I cannot protect or shield you from all the trials that will come, but I pray you never feel that you've tread the path alone.
My friend, my prayers go with you to all the places I cannot.
My son, you are a jewel and a treasure, may your first grade year be filled with God's grace and countless blessings.
May God, your Creator and King, cause His face to shine upon you and your first grade year be filled with the warmth of His love.
Amen.