When we arrived, I told my son he could look for his friends to sit with. I love his friends he has befriended at school. I have had the privilege of meeting both kids and their parents. One a pastor's son and the other a faithful church goer. He has received Mom's stamp of approval on both of these friendships.
We walked down the stadium as my son tried to spot his friends. We didn't see them so we went to find somewhere in the stands to sit. We found a spot that would seat our clan of six. My son knew some of the kids that were sitting behind us, so he went to sit by them. Originally, we were going to just drop him off. I'm so glad we didn't.
He tried to make conversation, but the kid he knew from his football team just kind of ignored him since he was wanting to talk about the game.This broke my heart, but my son didn't seem bothered by it. My husband and I listened to the conversations the boys and girls were having and we just looked wide eyed at each other. They didn't seem to care that we could hear. Our son ended up coming back down to sit by us. Good decision on his part!
We were texted by our friends to come sit with them at the 30 yard line. So we did. I told our son to just keep looking for his friends. I felt bad for him. This was his first game. He was excited and looking forward to it and I just wanted to save the day and couldn't. I could tell he was disappointed. He still couldn't find either of them.
At half time, we had to leave. Princess was getting cranky. We left our son sitting with the youth pastor and his wife at one of the churches we have been visiting. They had invited him to a fifth quarter youth event at their church. I also left him my phone. We have never left him like this...my heart was racing.
On the way home I asked my husband if he was worried. I was freaking out. All kinds of things were running through my mind. To let you know my freak level, I was worried about my son walking from the elementary school to his school by himself. It's literally a 100 yards away. I know! What's wrong with me!!! He's in the seventh grade.
Needless to say, he had a great time and had much to tell us the next day. One of his good friends was at the youth event and they had a blast.
Worry. Anxiety. I have to work on this fear that I have when it comes to my children. Am I the only one? I want to protect them from everything, but if I do I'm only keeping them from life. The good, the bad, and the ugly. God uses these experiences to mold us and shape us. And sometimes they cause us to fall on our knees and call out to Him.
I believe in God the Father, I believe in God the Son, I believe in the Holy Spirit.
He has given us new life! I'm learning it's not my job to walk in fear protecting and sheltering my kids from the bad and ugly, but to teach and train them to be the Godly men and woman God has called them to be. To endure and live life to its fullest for Christ!
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