I just watched Kori walk out the door to take Lina to her kindergarten orientation. My first child off to school. This is a different kind of weakness and dependency that I have never known. O God, she has always been yours before ours and I am weak at the thought of how dependent I am for your grace to carry her smile and laughter and beauty and joy and innocence (yeah right) into an environment that I can’t control. Take Lina… O God… she is yours and is no less weak than I am.