As a mom, watching the boys grow up into young men has been a privilege and the hardest thing to do. Growing up happens so fast. It was just yesterday when this young man was having an angioplasty and teaching me about faith.
Prior to his procedure we had talked about what to if he got scared. I knew at some point I was going to have to leave him in the procedure room at Children’s Hospital, and at seven years old he would likely be afraid. Sure enough, as I went to leave him his eyes got big. I looked at him and said, ”What do we do when we are afraid?” He said, “Pray.” After the procedure I asked him how it went. He said, ”Fine, Jesus was with me the whole time.”
As we get ready to launch him to grad school in Seattle, I know he is resiliant, faithful, and capable. He is still teaching me about faith, and the thought of him being so far away feels as hard as walking out of that procedure room.
This is the scripture is one that he has leaned into and lived. I know this carries him forward. He is leaning into the gifts God has given him. He feels called to this vocation.
11 Command and teach these things. 12 Don’t let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith and in purity. 13 Until I come, devote yourself to the public reading of Scripture, to preaching and to teaching. 14 Do not neglect your gift, which was given you through prophecy when the body of elders laid their hands on you. 15 Be diligent in these matters; give yourself wholly to them, so that everyone may see your progress. (1 Timothy 4:11-15 NIV).
Growing up is hard on moms. We are called to trust that God has our children the same way He has us. I have to trust that he has his own story to write and testemony to tell. Wow, trust is hard. I wish the the trust could come with some certainty that all will be well.
How have you wrestled with growing up? How have you learned to trust? Share your experience here and breathe life and bring hope to others.