in response to my good friend Delinda's recent blog on love: yes yes and yes. My son called recently when I was out of town and he was sick, very sick. Saying he was at his lowest and asking me if he could come to my house. (in his own words he said he knows he had said this before). I had told him a few months ago that he would not be able to stay anymore (he is 41) and to tell the truth, I felt this time as though I was up for mean mom of the year. He did end up calling someone in the family to come pick him up and actually continued to feel so horrible that he finally went to the emergency room two days later, hardly being able to breathe. He had fluid on his heart and his blood pressure was out of control. He was in CCU for 4 days and released with instructions and scripts to pick up. He did stay at my house for the weekend, and left Sunday night. He had cooked for us, he and I took a drive to pick up a pet for a friend, I left to go to a concert shortly after we got back, and he was gone when I got home. It would seem as though he has chosen the only comfortable thing he knows. his old surroundings. One of the most hurtful parts for me in of all of this is that I texted my pastor the night I heard from Jeff (He has known my son since he was about 8 and also knows he has had a history of bad choices). I asked him to pray and did not hear back from him. He did get the message but for some reason chose not to or simply could not respond. You do keep loving, I agree. it is the TYPE of love that is hard to discern sometimes. My love will fail, but God's love in me will never ever fail. Walking in love can and will definitely crucify the flesh.
Blessing chasing you down,
Barb
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