A Mother’s Love for Her Sons

This has been an unusually hard day for me emotionally.  I woke up this morning thinking about my family back in the States.  My oldest son is getting married in November. My middle son and daughter-in-love have a one-year-old bundle of preciousness that I haven’t seen in five months.  The last time I hugged any of them was five months ago.  You would think that I would be used to it by now, because we moved away from Texas a little over a year ago, but I’m not.  I wish I could say it doesn’t bother me anymore, but the truth is I feel like I’m missing out on their lives in a major way.  I’m missing the daily milestones of a granddaughter’s toddler-hood.  I’m missing the ups and downs of my boys’ lives…the successes and the failures.  I want to be there for both. We have always been a super close family, and being away from them is the hardest thing I’ve had to do.  God has a purpose for our separation, but that doesn’t make it any easier.  I won’t see the boys and families until October when we go back for Austin and Hannah’s wedding and Shady Grove’s Missions Conference.

Sons are special to a mom’s heart.  There are no words to describe how special, and I don’t really want to go into it now, because I’ll burst into tears again!  I will say that my sons, in their adulthood, have brought a comfort and security to me that is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.  They light up the room when they walk in.  They are funny and keep us all laughing. Their hunger for God creates hunger in me.  The family just isn’t the same without them and we miss them. Oops. The tears are flowing again. Oh well….

Here are two pictures that Rachel Baker sent me of my boys leading worship last night for an event in the city:

Landon is on the left playing the electric guitar and Austin is on the right with the acoustic.

I am happy to say, though, that a week from today my daughter, son-in-love, and four grandchildren are moving here!  I still can’t believe that I will have six out of seven grandchildren living with me!  God is good.  My season of being grandchild-less is over!  Pray that Nathan’s visa arrives before next Sunday.  We are contending for that visa to come through. We don’t want him to have to stay behind and wait. Please pray!

Well, hopefully venting my homesickness will help a little.  Actually I can already tell a difference. It’s amazing what blogging can do to process feelings!

I can’t end this post without showing the one-year-old bundle of preciousness, Hadassah.  Doesn’t this make you want to squeeze her?!!!