Christopher

What I Was Thinking . . . was that my son is a man. How does time go by so fast? I remember when he was in the first grade and he wanted to ride his bike around the block, you know, not on our street anymore and a completely different street!! I told him, "Okay, you can ride around the block but just do that and come right back; I will be waiting right here." I felt like that was the very first time I let go just a little. I laugh about it now, but it was such a big thing to let him do that all by himself. I remember when he accepted God's call on his life when he was 14 years old and he actually preached his grandfather's funeral. I remember him doubting his call when he was a junior in high school and him telling me, "Mom, I don't have a hold of God like I should how can I lead others if I don't have a hold of God?" I remember telling him that I believe he is going to be a great preacher one day and reminded him of all the others that have said the same thing about him. I told him, "God has called you, but YOU have to know that in your heart, I can't tell you that." Sometimes I just can't believe that my little boy who did such a good job riding his bike around the block is a grown, married man and serving God in a church as a youth pastor and music minister; where has the time gone? That's what I was thinking.