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TITLE: It's Time, Mom | Previous Challenge Entry
By Jana Kelley
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My boy. He was going to move into a dorm and attend school far away from home. We had planned for this day for years. We had talked about it, read about it and dreamed about it. But now it was time to do it. Were we really ready for this? Was my son?
He thought he was. But he didn’t know about homesickness and broken hearts, about mean teachers and selfish friends, and...and...
“I’ll be there. Trust me.” It was not the deep voice of my son who’d grown up too fast, it was the Holy Spirit in my heart. The same Holy Spirit Who was in his heart too.
We had raised our son to love Jesus and honor His Word. But, would he keep on the path to life when he was out from under our watchful eyes? What about bad influences around him and temptations and...and...
“I’ll be there. Trust me.” It was that Still Voice that my son would recognize too.
I remembered the words of my father. “You and your husband have raised him well, Dear. Like an arrow, he will fly straight.” I had called my parents just the night before...
“I keep trying to tell him last minute advice, Dad,” I complained, “and he doesn’t hear a word I’m saying. He’s so excited to go that my words seem to bounce off his head like ping pong balls off a wall.”
“He doesn’t need to hear them, Dear,” my Dad replied, “He doesn’t need to hear them because you’ve already taught him all the things he needs to know. But You need to say them for your sake. So it’s OK, just say them and let them bounce away. He’s going to be just fine!”
I know my dad was right. I knew this day was coming, but can it possibly be here already? So soon?
“Mom? Mom, it’s time to go.” I jump and look back at the doorway with the silhouette of the young man that somehow I am old enough to have borne and raised. “The dorms open in twenty minutes.”
“Well then,” I reply, “Let’s do this!” I flash a smile at him. Gosh, I am so proud of him. He’s gonna do great. I grab my purse and follow him out the door. Before closing it behind me, I reach back in and snatch the box of tissues off the entry table. I’m gonna need it!
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