What Are You Certain Of?

Right when we were having this done (installing new flooring...)  #2 Son pops back into our life.  "He's baaccccccccccccckkkkk." And yes, this time I'm in agreement with My Guy.  I know I'll have more than a few who disagree with our choice.  But!  Come walk in our shoes....for just a day.  This young man is so down and out and on top of his wrong choices; add learning disabilties.  What's a person to do?

Now, #2 Son has had a firm foundation: parents who love him.  Parents together (and still goo-goo) after 33 years.  A church home.  Where I'm going with this is...sometimes it just doesn't matter WHAT type of parent you are.  Now, many of my friends did it right.  Their kids are very successful and their growing up years were not dramatic, tragic or even troublesome.  However,  I am certain that sometimes a raging alcoholic can parent the Valedictorian.  The preacher can raise a crack head.  Just because you look a "certain" way, live in a "certain" home, drive a "certain" car...nothing, nada in life is CERTAIN! 

And so...while the work was going on; a friend suggested the new flooring could be a metaphor.  Someone else writes of the spiritual connections in our home.  I like this idea; and so I tootled around to catch more metaphors.  I use a lot of "risers."  It's a decorating trick, you know.  You can't just plop things down.  There's got to be interest....use risers - books, pedestals, whatever you can.

(My favorite riser:  books; especially old....)

My prayer is for #2 Son to rise - out of his pit!  My Guy and I read an article recently about Derek Steele.  This "YouTube" will rock your world!  He's written a book "Addict at 10..."  His story is nothing short of a miracle.  He ends this video:  "...with as many (chances) as it takes to get it right."  That hit me like a brick.  I'm buying his book today.  Won't use IT as a riser; but perhaps I can get it into the hands of my son and it will help him...rise.  19.  The world (could be) open for the taking.  Yet, our boy's foundation is oh so uncertain.  Good friends and family know everything....I'm pretty much an open book.  But, on this blog, I'm keeping some of his "stuff" private.  Suffice it to say; today - his future is bleak.  He cannot see...

(find the "risers")

...the light at the end of the tunnel.  Yet, he's got a Mom and Dad who love him.  Who allow him a home to live in (as long as he adheres to "certain" rules).

Mother's instincts are quite often spot on.  In my gut, I know this is right.  For today.  Which takes me to the train of thought I am certain of.  Sitting on my desk in front of me is "Calm My Anxious Heart" by Linda Dillow.  I've read and reread it; hightlighted many passages.  A quote from George MacDonald will certainly help me today:

"It has been well said that no man ever sank under the burden of the day.  It's when tomorrow's burden is added to the burden of today that the weight is more than a man can bear.  Never load yourselves so, my friends.  If you find yourselves so loaded, at least remember this: it is your own doing, not God's.  He begs you to leave the future to Him and to mind the present."

The moral of this post:  tile floors are easy living and living one day at a time is the only way to go.  I am certain of that!

xoxo