Ok, I guess I'm pretty tender hearted here lately. If I hear one more story about a young man dying, I'm going to break down and cry!
I figure its because my young man is 18 and he's getting ready to leave home. He wants to go into the Navy Sea Bees and it is a 5 year sign up. Oh how I'm going to miss him!
I'll tell y'all his story...
When I was pregnant with my daughter and we found out she was a girl we kind of wondered why as we figured it was God's plan that a boy should be born first so that he would be bigger and stronger to protect his younger sister... anyway... the Lord told my husband that he gave a girl first because she was for me. Well, I'll tell you now, that statement scared the heck out of me! I just KNEW the next one was going to be a boy and he was going to try my patience like nothing I've ever experienced before. I was right.
From the day he was born, he didn't want anything to do with me. He would cry and cry for his daddy. I know it was that because as soon as his daddy walked through the door in the evening he would stop it and be all smiles! When he was only a few weeks old, my husband went hunting with my Dad and would be gone for a couple of days. Well, I'll tell you, I was afraid to be left alone with that child for that long. I was afraid of what I might do to him in my frustration. So I went and stayed with my Mom while they were gone.
Oh, in the hospital, when he was first born they wouldn't let me see him for the longest time as he had some kind of issue with his heart. They wanted to keep him so they could watch him. This started me in trying to distance myself from him so that if and when he died, I wouldn't die too. Well, God got mad at me for that one and corrected me for it. So in all his time growing up he preferred his daddy to me on any day of the week. I wasn't jealous, I just didn't know what to do with him the rest of the time.
Low and behold he is now 18 and I've grown to love him so deeply that I can hardly bear the thought of him leaving. So y'all pray for me please that I won't make a scene on that day and that I will remember each and every day to pray for my sweet young man that God's hand would gently guide and lead him in the paths of righteousness despite his surroundings and the people he will be around and hold him in his care until that great and final day... which I don't believe is very far off.
I hope I didn't burden anybody with this or cause anyone to think less of me for my feelings toward my very young son... see I never wanted children but the Lord, in all his wisdom got me to submit to the idea and I can say with all sincerity that I am not one bit sorry about that. Its been quite a journey and I'm not looking forward to the next stage.

I am joining in on the chant also: WE WANT PICTURES, WE WANT PICTURES, WE WANT PICTURES...Any babies yet? We want pictures, we want pictures, we want pictures.......
Lisa
