I am MOM

I am MOM
If I knew then what I know now . . .
"I take a very practical view of raising children. I put a sign in each of their rooms: 'Checkout Time is 18 years.'"
Erma Bombeck

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

I Carried You

Yohannes and Wendy in Ethiopia, May '06.

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"Mom", Yohannes yelled, "Come here!"

I hurried out of the bathroom, and came to the railway in the hall that overlooked the front door. Yohannes was standing there, vibrating with excitement. "What?" I asked.

"I got a letter from Grama. Look at what she sent me!"

"What?" I said.

"Just listen to this. One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord. Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky. In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand. Sometimes there were two sets of footprints, other times there was one set of footprints. This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could see only one set of footprints. So, I said to the Lord, "You promised me Lord, that if I followed you, you would walk with me always. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life there have only been one set of footprints in the sand. Why, when I needed you most, have you not been there for me?" The Lord replied, "My precious child, the times when you have seen only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you." Can you believe that Mom? The Lord carried him. That's so cool."

"It sure is."

Yohannes taped the poem to the wall near to the stairway leading upstairs. His eleven-year-old self was filled with wonder, and it was such a joy to see.

Thank you Mom.

Yohannes with Grama Linda, 2006