Friday, August 23, 2013

Just what it means

Today, I'm linking up with a community of writers at Lisa Jo Baker's blog for Five Minute Friday. The prompt is "last", and we are to write for just five minutes straight. From the heart. No need to be perfect, just sharing our hearts through words.  Won't you join in?

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I saw what you did last night. I saw the way you rang the doorbell in that special way when you stopped over unannounced.

I love when you do that.

I saw the way you came through the door and threw your arms around me and gave me a big hug. Oh, how my mom heart relishes that! {I hope you don't read this!}

I saw the way you came through the door and said to your dad and your brother, "Hey, want to throw the frisbee around?" Then, came the three minute search for the sister's frisbee.

I noticed, as you tossed frisbee with your dad and younger brother, how you subtly encouraged/challenged your younger brother in his elusive job search.



I'm so proud of you. I'm proud of the man you have become and I'm so proud you're my son. It hasn't always been easy. You would say that too.




But, now, as you are in mid-twenties {how?} and living only a couple miles from us....and you love to stop by.....it warms my heart more than you know.


As darkness came near last night and it was too dim to see the frisbee, you crouched on the driveway to talk a little more. It's hard for you to leave a good conversation. I see that, too.

And when your sister saw you eating that fresh tomato from our garden just like it was an apple? Her words were priceless and just what I'd been thinking. 

She said, "I keep thinking, would you have been eating that tomato when you were seventeen?"

And, we all laughed at that together. 

13 comments:

  1. What a sweet moment you had with your son! Thank you for sharing your heart and letting me know that they still come home even after they're grown! I have girls that are teens, but my boy is only four. He keeps me running (and praying A LOT) but the Lord keeps reminding me that this season is so short...

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    1. Like they all told me....and I waved them off! Way to go, Jamie, for keeping an ear out for God's gentle nudges. Thanks for your kind words!

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  2. Um, I LOVE this story!!! THANK YOU for writing this!!

    It is crazy - SO crazy - how it correlates with what I wrote for FMF today. If you get a minute, would you stop by my place and read it?

    Wow - how incredibly encouraging. I so love it. Thank you. THANK YOU.

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    1. Hi Dana! Yes, I read your post too. They do both correlate so well! I love your blog and your mission statement!
      Thanks so much for your words of encouragement!

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  3. Beautiful! I'm glad I dropped by from FMF :). Isn't it awesome when our kids grow up and surprise us with the fact that they really WERE listening (and watching) when they were teenagers and seemed unable to focus or follow or listen!

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    1. Yes, I'm truly seeing the blessings of grown "kids". Thanks for your kind words!

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  4. Thank you for writing such a sweet post. I enjoyed it so much! :)

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  5. This mom of 5 sons wants to hear more of that story - more of that change from 17 to now. This glimmer, though, has encouraged me. I don't know why - I hope. I have faith. I believe - but I still need encouragement as some of these boys take a harder path than they could.

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    1. I can feel your pain in your words. There is always more to the story than what a five minute writing can tell! I am glad that this could encourage you! Thanks so much for stopping to read!

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