Most of you know that my oldest son graduated yesterday. This will be written through many tears because I’m already crying. I wish you KNEW all of me, so you could KNOW how all of this affects me, but I know I won’t give you “everything” on this one because so much of it is too personal, too private, too…meant for heaven only, but I will share with you a glimpse of the gratitude of my heart.
In the first part of the graduation, certain students were given time to give a speech. While listening to these speeches, I was reminded of how I USED to give my testimony. Each speech was filled with poor-me childhoods, I-can’t-believe-I-made-it attitudes, poverty, abandonment, darkness, and many were clapping throughout, but I wasn’t hearing a whole lot of how they accomplished, where they were now, what future was ahead. I used to be the same way.
I used to tell you the days of my dancing, selling my body, the drugs, the alcohol, abandoning my kids, and others’ replies would be, “Wow! I can’t even imagine that!”…and that would be IT! I wouldn’t share about the Light. I’ve since learned that that wasn’t a testimony at all. That was just explaining how I used to live my life and how I thought it was normal.
Now, if I mention dancing, it’ll be the background of me sharing about worship flags. If I mention selling my body, it’ll be because I’m explaining purity. If I mention the past, it’ll be because I’m sharing the Light, the solution, the walk of freedom! If I always look down the road at where I’ve walked, who’s looking the other direction at what lies ahead? A lot of yesterday speeches were looking back, and if you ever have the chance to talk with my son, he will never mention the past.
I am so proud of him! He’s had a rough childhood but doesn’t use that as an excuse to hold him back. He’s always looking down the road at where he’s going. He used to hate me; now, he loves me overflowing. He used to talk ugly to me; now, he wants me seated in the best spot. He appreciates me as his mother. Yesterday was so precious in so many ways. Something even happened that took my breath away.
As I was sitting there, sewing. He sat down at the table next to me and watched me with a grin. It spoke so loudly to me…so deeply.
Kyle’s graduation was more proof that generational curses don’t exist in my life. After the ceremony, we all went out to eat: me, the kids, and Kyle’s friends. At the restaurant, Kyle still wore his cap and gown. I’m so excited to watch him grow!! And now that I’m working from home, I get to enjoy a lot more of that process!
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 