


Man, what a week! I love roller coasters and this week has been one but it wasn't as fun as the
Titan! Saturday, Aug. 18th came faster than I expected! This whole week has been truly emotional, miscommunications, hurt feelings, true observations and sending my son off to GFA.
It is only 76 miles from my house to where he lives, One hour and 22 minutes. It would be longer for me since I would get lost. In fact by the time we got home Saturday, my head and stomach hurt so bad from the riding, road construction and the driving that my husband seems to think is a nascar race! I was totally praying for a fire proof suit! You know what I mean?
Anyway...
For 18 years Michael has been a joy...it isn't as though he still isn't it's just he isn't that little boy with the wild hair. Who was really kind of dutchy when he talked. Whatcha doing Michael? I'm wooking. Your what? I'm wooking out the window.
So many years it was just he and I. Mike worked a lot so it was us. I couldn't go anywhere without him. To the store, to bathroom, outside...NO WHERE!
It's really pretty funny since I do not want him to be a "moma's boy". I married one of those and for the first 5, 6 years of our marriage "the other woman" in my marriage was my MIL. That's another story...know what I mean?
I am hard on my kids. I will be the first to admit it. I love them dearly! I don't love one more than the other but I love them differently. I want to push them and make sure that they are not lazy, that they take the initiative in things, to be the best that they can be in whatever it is they do. To make sure they are respectful and loving.
I have recently read about Hannah and Samuel. How she longed for a child and prayed for one, finally God granted her what she wanted. She made a deal...If you give me a child I will give him to You. Haven't we all made deals with God at some point in our life?
I remember going into labor with Michael and saying "God if you get me through this I will NEVER do this again!!! I tried to keep my part of the bargain until 10 years later! It takes me a long time to forget pain!! LOL!!!
Anyway...
And when she had weaned him, she took him up with her, with three bullocks, and one ephah of flour, and a bottle of wine, and brought him unto the house of the LORD in Shiloh: and the child was young. (1Sa 1:24)
And they slew a bullock, and brought the child to Eli. (1Sa 1:25)
And she said, Oh my lord, as thy soul liveth, my lord, I am the woman that stood by thee here, praying unto the LORD. (1Sa 1:26)
For this child I prayed; and the LORD hath given me my petition which I asked of him: (1Sa 1:27)
Therefore also I have lent him to the LORD; as long as he liveth he shall be lent to the LORD. And he worshipped the LORD there. (1Sa 1:28)
It's time to let go, I know...he's 18. But he will always be that cute little boy with the wild hair and a little dutchy!!!
Everything will be alright! He's only 76 miles, one hour and 22 minutes away. I Love ya, Michael and if you need to come home I'll be there asap...I mean, Dad will be driving up there asap. The next time I come up I'll have to take Dramamine!
For 18 years Michael has been a joy...it isn't as though he still isn't it's just he isn't that little boy with the wild hair. Who was really kind of dutchy when he talked. Whatcha doing Michael? I'm wooking. Your what? I'm wooking out the window.
So many years it was just he and I. Mike worked a lot so it was us. I couldn't go anywhere without him. To the store, to bathroom, outside...NO WHERE!
It's really pretty funny since I do not want him to be a "moma's boy". I married one of those and for the first 5, 6 years of our marriage "the other woman" in my marriage was my MIL. That's another story...know what I mean?
I am hard on my kids. I will be the first to admit it. I love them dearly! I don't love one more than the other but I love them differently. I want to push them and make sure that they are not lazy, that they take the initiative in things, to be the best that they can be in whatever it is they do. To make sure they are respectful and loving.
I have recently read about Hannah and Samuel. How she longed for a child and prayed for one, finally God granted her what she wanted. She made a deal...If you give me a child I will give him to You. Haven't we all made deals with God at some point in our life?
I remember going into labor with Michael and saying "God if you get me through this I will NEVER do this again!!! I tried to keep my part of the bargain until 10 years later! It takes me a long time to forget pain!! LOL!!!
Anyway...
And when she had weaned him, she took him up with her, with three bullocks, and one ephah of flour, and a bottle of wine, and brought him unto the house of the LORD in Shiloh: and the child was young. (1Sa 1:24)
And they slew a bullock, and brought the child to Eli. (1Sa 1:25)
And she said, Oh my lord, as thy soul liveth, my lord, I am the woman that stood by thee here, praying unto the LORD. (1Sa 1:26)
For this child I prayed; and the LORD hath given me my petition which I asked of him: (1Sa 1:27)
Therefore also I have lent him to the LORD; as long as he liveth he shall be lent to the LORD. And he worshipped the LORD there. (1Sa 1:28)
It's time to let go, I know...he's 18. But he will always be that cute little boy with the wild hair and a little dutchy!!!
Everything will be alright! He's only 76 miles, one hour and 22 minutes away. I Love ya, Michael and if you need to come home I'll be there asap...I mean, Dad will be driving up there asap. The next time I come up I'll have to take Dramamine!
5 comments:
I was thinking about you all weekend. I can't even imagine. It makes me want to cry thinking about my boys - and you know they're only 3 and 5!
76 miles, 76 miles, 76 miles...
P.S. You did an awesome job raising an amazing kid. I think we all hope to follow in your footsteps.
Leslie
Yes, we miss our children no matter if the distance is 76 miles or across the street. Things are just . . . different. However, isn't it great that the missing is over him following God's call on his life instead of the influence of the world (rhetorical question)? I pray you will continue to find comfort while you miss him. You're going to be amazed over and over again at what God is doing, and will do, with that little "wild haired, dutchy" kid! Who knows, he may be the next Billy Graham in the making.
Leslie: Thanks for thinking of us and for the complement! I didn't have much to do with Michael's decision cause I would have told him to go to TVCC or TJC! LOL!! I hear lifegroup was a wonderful time at your house!
Dale: Michael text me last night wondering "who the guy was who said I might be the next Billy Graham" LOL!!! I'll let him know who it is. I know I will be totally amazed at what God will acomplish in him. My head understands it but my heart is having a harder time. I am better now that he said that his first day was "really good"!
I'm glad God was able to ease your heart through Michael's blessed day. Isn't He good? Don't worry, He'll get the heart thing all worked out.
I love it! Dramamine and Dreamamine...I mean Dreama. Dreama and Drama - yep, it still works.
You know that Michael is doing what God has called him to do. There are moms out there that would never let their child do what he is doing, even though they know that God has called them to go. Be brave. You can do it because you have the STRONGEST SUPPORT possible. Lean on that.
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