Writing is a process of learning for me. I type and God
reaches in and shines a light on the areas of my life that need illuminating.
This last weekend was chalk full of lessons for me! I’m
sure it will take me awhile to absorb them all.
I was at my son’s state wrestling tournament. He is a senior
in high school. He’s going to play football in college but wrestling is now
officially over. This was the last time I would ever get to see him wrestle
after 13 years in the sport. Gosh, it’s even hard to type that!
I have hauled that boy to countless practices. I have sat in
the practice room waiting patiently for several hours, many times a week for what
felt like endless years at the time. Now it simply feels like I blinked and the
years flew by. I went to so many tournaments over the years that my butt is
completely flat from so many hours in bleachers.
I complained about 10 hour days at these tournaments just to
watch my own kid wrestle 4-5 times in that time frame. My back ached, my nerves
were raw and the emotional roller coaster aged me I’m quite sure.
Wow, I’m going to miss it more than I can explain!
I watched my little boy grow into a man and learn important
life lessons along the way. Stuff that one match, on one certain day, can’t possibly
measure. The character displayed by these young men in both victory and defeat
has made a lasting impression on me. Far more than stats or any win or loss.
There is a lot of debate over high school sports. I realize
it can and is abused at times. Just as with anything in life though, it’s what
you make of it that matters.
These kids go out on the mat and give every ounce of heart
and energy they have in them. They come out battered and bruised whether they
win or lose. There are good calls and a few bad calls. But overall, the kids
come out of it with strength of character and lifetime friendships. Guys that
battled it out to the point of blood, pain and exhaustion turn around and hug
their opponent.
So many lessons here to hold onto. We can handle loss with
as much dignity as we can victory. Life is meant to be lived with gusto, giving
it everything we have. There may be fear, but courage is just walking forward
to where God calls us and jumping in anyway
One of these fears of mine that reared its ugly head this
past weekend was about heading into the “empty nest”. The devil has just had
free rein in my mind in that area lately. I let fear take over and grow every
day. It’s become a monster recently! Causing me to shut down and withdraw for
fear of the unknown that’s coming. Somehow I had wrapped my whole identity up
in my role as a mother!
I wish I could say I have it all worked out by the time I’m
writing this but it’s just not true. I’m still struggling with it. I’m fighting
back though by staying in God’s word. I’m searching out verses that remind me
of my real identity, a child of the one true King. Any other “identity” is
fleeting and will change or pass away.
See how very much our Father loves us, for He calls us His
children, and that is what we are! 1 John 3:1a (NLT)
This doesn’t make me any less of a mom. I will always be a
mom to my two sons. It’s just my role in motherhood has changed.
"When mother's talk about the depression of the empty nest, they're not mourning the passing of all the towels on the floor, or the music that numbs your teeth, or even the bottle of capless shampoo dribbling down the shower drain. They're upset because they've gone from supervisor of a child's life to a spectator. It's like being vice president of the United States." Erma Bombeck
My “kids” have good heads on their shoulders. They love God
and I trust Him with them. I’m learning bit by bit to drop the reins and trust that
they will be ok out in the world. God has them!
As for me, despite my fears, I will choose to trust God with
whatever the next chapter in life brings.
Laura, what a great post from living your life and what great memories you are capturing. Aren't boys the greatest? Thanks for linking up to #raralinkup! Have a great day,
ReplyDeleteKim Stewart www.kimstewartinspired.com
Boys really are great! Thanks for the kind words.
ReplyDeleteI understand your bittersweet feelings, Laura. And your fears. I've been an empty nester for a while now...well, in truth my kids keep coming back. But at 29 and 25, they are very much independent and don't need me anymore. There are days when I look back longingly at those early years--when they were with me every part of the day and we shared just about everything. And now, life is different. But life is oh so sweet! If it's any encouragement, moving down the road of the great unknown ahead is nothing to be afraid of. Embrace it. Enjoy the freedom to explore what God has for you--even if it includes some difficult obstacles. Because there is nothing greater than to walk beside the One who knows every detail of that road ahead.
ReplyDeletePraying God will comfort your mommy's heart and fill you with new excitement for what comes next. Many blessings to you! (Linking up from #raralinkup.)
Sabra, what sweet encouragement! Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThis is it - "They love God and I trust Him with them. I’m learning bit by bit to drop the reins and trust that they will be ok out in the world." This is what it is all about! You are doing it! I cheer your heart and I encourage you to keep going in Him. Cheering you on from the #RaRalinkup on Purposeful Faith.
ReplyDeleteThanks Kelly. I appreciate it!
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