I am thankful.

We  have three boys. They are 11 1/2, 18 1/2 and 20.  I am thankful for each of them for different reasons.

I am thankful for each of their personalities.  Our oldest has a work ethic, we can always depend on him to get the job done. Our middle son makes us laugh. He could be a stand up comedian. Our youngest son has this exceptional ability to snuggle.  When ever I feel down or drained he is there.

I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works ; that I know very well”(Psalm 139:14)

I am thankful they aren’t anything alike because that would be boring.  Even with their little quirks that sometimes annoy me.  Or the rambunctiousness of 3 boys. I am thankful.  When the toilet seat gets left up or the milk jug is empty for the 4th time in a week.  I am thankful.  For all the times the older boys father,  my ex-husband, upset me and they hugged me and said everything would be okay.  I am thankful.  For the young men of God that they are becoming and for the husbands they will someday be.  I am thankful.

Thank you God, for chosing me!

mom of a prodigal

I love my son.

Even as he is walking a path I don’t think is the best path.

He is what most would consider a prodigal son.

Luke 15:11-32

I won’t go into huge detail here ….

As his mother it is heart wrenching to see him go down the slippery slope he is going down.

As his mother I talk until I am talked out trying to reason with him….explain WHY his behavior isn’t okay.

“Foolishness is bound up in the heart of a child” (Proverbs 22:15)

I still love him.

 I don’t LIKE what he puts us through or what he does.

 He is still my son.

How bad is it that there have been times when praying for him I prayed for God to call him home just so I wouldn’t have to worry anymore!

 Ultimately God is in control and has a plan for my son. It isn’t my plan and I need to trust that someday my son will use this time of his life to Glorify God.

~~FOOTNOTE~~

Since the original writing of this post my son has come home.  He has repented, got into a young adult homegroup, and is getting life on track.  God is Amazing!

It does take a Village

I have seen bumper stickers that say It Takes A Village To Raise A Child….I have also seen…I Have Seen The Village and I Don’t Want It Raising My Child.

For me I am glad I have a village helping!

You see, our middle son….(yes we have 3 and yes, so far, I have only written about the middle one)…Our middle son has a ‘problem’ I don’t want to go into too much detail as of yet…just know he is trying to overcome it and will use it to Glorify Him when he has beaten the beast.

 It is our ‘Village’ or small group that is helping us with our son.  They are the go-to people when our son doesn’t want to talk to us. When he doesn’t want to come to us when he is struggling.  There are Christian men that have stepped up to mentor our 18 year old. To be just a phone call away when dad won’t do. 

There may come a time in your sons lives when mom just isn’t going to be the go-to person.  When a band-aide won’t fix the owie.  When all you can do is get on your knees and PRAY for them.  This is that time in our lives and I couldn’t be more greatful for the ‘Village’ stepping up and going on this journey with us.  We need to surround ourselves and be in relationship with fellow Christians to have our backs…and for us to have theirs. 

So when I hear It Takes A Village…I am glad I have a Village to turn to.

2 John 1:6 Love means doing what God has commanded us, and he has commanded us to love one another, just as you heard from the beginning.

Gal 5:13 For you have been called to live in freedom–not freedom to satisfy your sinful nature, but freedom to serve one another in love.

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Don’t forget to join M.O.B. Society co-founder, Brooke McGlothlin, tomorrow for another edition of Warrior Prayers on Twitter!  Praying the Word over our sons in the areas where they need prayer the most.  Join us at 9 PM EST and follow the conversation using the hashtag #WarriorPrayers.

a gift, not a burden

I have been trusted by God with four children.  Our two oldest have ADD and ADHD respectively.  When my now 19 year old was 5 I made an appointment on my mother-in-law’s urging.  She worked in a public school and was sure that the oldest had “something.”  I took both sons to the appointment.  The doctor looked at my younger son, who was pretty literally bouncing off the walls, and said “Are you sure you aren’t here for him?” 

Lovely. He was only 4 at the time.

Of course medication was talked about.  I was young .  I was naive.  A classic ‘if I knew then what I know now’ scenarios I would not have chosen to take the medication route. 

The journey since that day in that doctor’s office has been a roller coaster to say the least.  Each son had their own way of dealing with their diagnosis as they got older. 

Our oldest, with ADD, ended up dropping out of 9th grade.  I homeschooled him until he chose to go to Job Corp.  BEST choice ever.  He finished his GED and got certified in Wildland Fire Fighting.  He works outside and is off all medications.  He much prefers to be alone and have quiet. 

Our second son is ADHHHHHD.  We joke because he is high energy.  He has embraced it.  He sees it as a gift.  God made him this way and he wouldn’t, nor would we, have it any other way.  He didn’t have the same struggles as our oldest did in school, but we did homeschool him for high school.   He thrived at home.  He is comfortable with his identity as a Creation in Christ. 

Psalm 139:19 For you created my inmost being;
       you knit me together in my mother’s womb

You may be struggling with a ‘gifted’ child.  You aren’t alone.  It can be discouraging.  It can at the same time be glorious! God doesn’t make mistakes.  How wonderful to be trusted by the King of Kings to take care of one His ‘gifted’ children. I am humbled. I am loved by Him and I strive everyday to love my gifts the same way He loves me.

Tell me stories about how your boys have overcome a difficult diagnosis?

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