Last weekend and yesterday, I helped my 22-year old "son", Laci, from the children's home move out of the home and into an apartment (flat), which he will share with a classmate of his from college. With "guarded enthusiasm" I delighted and celebrated with him in this step toward independence..."guarded" because he truly has no idea how difficult it is going to be to live "on the outside". Yet yesterday, when we finished unloading the second and last car load of his things, he exclaimed, "I can finally say, 'Home Sweet Home!'" He is now the proud renter of one room in a flat and he is experiencing "freedom" for the first time since he was 12. Like any "mom", I am concerned for him...my prayer is that he comes to know the true Provider of all his needs.
I am extremely proud of him...he failed 10th grade once, fell into deep depression, and almost didn't graduate from high school. Yesterday, we were talking about how he "could have been my student" because he had been accepted at the high school where I teach...upon reflection, it's better this way....we are friends, which would have been much more difficult to develop had he been my student; and, the young man he's now sharing the flat with was a classmate of his in high school as well.
God's great tapestry. Lord, bring Laci to Your 'Home Sweet Home'...a relationship with Yourself!
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