I had no idea how hard it would be to watch him walk away. In all the years of raising my son, I never thought about how painful it would be when he left home. A delight in our home, and the maker of many a “family chuckle,” his mere presence would be deeply missed as he began a new life 1500 miles from home.
This is what we’ve raised him for, for the last 19 years: to give him wings to not only fly (figuratively and literally in his case as he pursues a career as a pilot), but to soar. To follow the dream God instilled in his heart, and watch him make his way in the world.
Dear Mom, In a day and age when social media makes comparison all too tempting and easy, we can be prone to listing our faults faster and longer than we can fill a grocery list on a holiday weekend. But those messages you tell yourself about how inadequate you are, and how you fear the mistakes you have made will scar your precious children for life are lies from the enemy of your soul. We’ve all been there. We’ve all fallen prey to the lying whispers of our enemy.
God bestowed upon you the gift of mothering your particular children because you were the best one to steward, guide, and love them. So as Mother’s Day approaches, I want to remind you of some of the ways you have been a great Mom.
I see patients every day who struggle to love themselves or others. It is only when we receive the Father’s love that we can love ourselves.