I Sit Front Row and Watch My Son Become a Man                          May 16, 2014

 

I confess, I have a child who so reminds me of me that the watching him grow at times brings highest highs and fiercest pain

My Kenton….he is the middle child who I work hard to keep off center and more to forefront, but his heart is so tender and shy that it is a hard mother's task and unless a mother works at it hard, she will miss the opportunities.  I pray God…do not let me miss a single one

He loves deeply

He feels fervently

He patiently awaits his time and if a mother is not careful, he will be overlooked because he is not one to shout out loud for neither attention nor honor

He was a precious baby, a sweetheart toddler, a gentle teenager and is now a loving young man

I could not feel more proud

I could not be more blessed

He moves along in life, coming to maturity at slow pace and in his own time, just as God intended

The package of a man God put together in Kenton is total:  heart, mind, body and spirit

God gives you these children…you, an imperfect mother without a clue on how to grow them right, and places them in your care and you eventually realize, no skill you have can ever deserve the gift He gives….and, so, you do all you know to do…

You love them

You love him

You love HIM and Them

He gave me four such blessings….all wrapped up in soft, silky skin come hard fought and as a result of skinned, prayer- bent- knees

I love my babies, each and every one of them….those I've come to know and the one who's  gone before us to pave the way, and each one brings to my heart such great emotions that I am confounded to place a word on how deeply they touch my soul

Way deep, deep in the place where Jesus lives in my heart…it's where the love for my children was borne…and, where I go when I know not where else to go..it's where I go tonight for my son Kenton….who travels a journey on which all I can do is pose with him for a son-requested picture, watch as he packs, remind him to shave and feel his large, manly hand squeeze my as only this son can as his Ladder and I pray God's blessing and protection not only on his body but also on his soul

I love him….more than all of the stars in all of the skies in all of the world….and, he leaves our home knowing above all things….

Mama loves him…..a big, deep, son-loving/mother-loving kind of love that only God can give and bless and grow

I sent to the 123 Airlift Wing a boy-child-man and I pray they return to me a man who they see upfront the potential and work and grow and develop him into a man who is like no other…the one God intended him to be

It is because of men-possibilities like my son, Kenton, that I have faith in our country….he is all things honorable and noble and right which is as it should be….

So, tonight as I watch him salute his mother a goodbye until Sunday, I don't feel tears well because of fear or trepidation or anxious heart….I feel them well to over pouring down my face because of all the Mamas in all the world, for some reason….

God chose me

To be this fine son's Mama…..

And, I am bent with grateful heart

ILYAOYMC, Kenton

Mama