Chloe turned 11 a little over a month ago and nothing in her previous 10 birthdays prepared me for the overnight change in my daughter. My sweet, Shirley Temple curled, bouncy, bright, sweetheart. The little girl that named everything. The Redbud tree in the front yard? Her name is Sally. The rosebush in the backyard? Her name is Tracy. Granted, Chloe was 5 when we moved into this house and she should change and grow- and stop naming things. There were changes though that I saw that I didn’t like…rolling eyes…adolescent attitude. I thought, “Oh, no, not again.” I had already raised Amanda and had accepted that during middle school she lost her mind and I went to battle for her over and over and over so that the right choices were made. It was tiring and heartbreaking at times and I just wasn’t ready to do that again.
Then something rose up within me that said, “No!”
I realized that there was something I could do now to stem the tide of adolescent rebellion. So I prayed for wisdom and the answer was simple- if I wanted Chloe to be different then I had to use the tools that God was making available. Base 5/6 camp (for 5th and 6th graders) was coming up in a couple of weeks and Travis and I both knew that she should go. Base Camp is held in Nashville on Nolensville Road every year- it’s not the best part of town. I live in Franklin and Nashville during rush hour is not the easiest place to get to. But I had to lay aside my fears (what if a crazy person breaks in!) and my selfishness (but Nashville is *sooo far* and it’s *sooo early*) and take my kid to camp.
The first day she came home jabbering away about doing face painting and making balloon animals and how much fun she had. The next day my friend, Amanda, took Chloe with her and her daughter to camp. Around 10 I got a text message from her saying that there was an altar call for salvation and Chloe was the first one to the front of the church to pray.
That day Travis picked her up and on the way home Chloe was quiet then she said, “Dad…I got saved today.” And she broke down into sobs. Our beautiful little Chloe had been drawn by the Holy Spirit to repentance and salvation.
The answer for everything we needed for Chloe was given to us. We didn’t need to fret or fear we just had to ask and obey.
“If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God,who gives generously to all
without finding fault, and it will be given to him.” James 1:5
That’s part one of the story, tomorrow I’ll share part two.