My son just turned 24 a little over a week ago. Even though he is an adult and has a child of his own, a job he really loves, and plans on going to college soon – I worry about him constantly.
A friend of mine has a son that will be turning 18 this week. He is lying in a hospital bed – he’s been in an assisted living facility for several years now. He does get out of that bed long enough to be pushed around in his custom made wheel chair. A chair his mother fought for… the same mother that has fought nurses and doctors and legislators regarding the care of her son. She worries about her son constantly, also.
When I think about them, I know that my concerns are so much less than hers. But still at that same time – they’re mine. I love my son as much as she loves hers. However, I draw strength from what she’s been through. Would I be able to tackle the hurdles that she has already faced over the last several years? I hope so. I’m sure with God I could… I can do all things through Christ that strengthens me (Phil 4:13). But I thank God that I haven’t been put in that situation.
I look to my friend for strength when I feel discouraged. I don’t know if she’s realized that a lot of mothers probably do that. She is a great example of God’s love and patience and strength. She may feel at times that she has been given a heavy burden to bear, but I hope she also realizes that God is using her in another capacity too… as a pillar of inspiration to me and others. Thanks Be to God!
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