Monday, 16 January 2012

Tears on My Pillow

I am crying happysad tears because I am missing my first born son. I am happy cos he was able to come home for Christmas but I am sad cos that's what we hallmark mothers do. We pray for our children to grow up and go to college. Then when they do, we cry cos we are sad to see them go. I am happy cos he survived Delta Airlines' nightmare flight experience! I was proud of the way he held it together through it all even telling ME to get a grip when I began hyperventilating over the phone! But then again, as hallmark mothers do, I was sad I was not there by his side helping him deal with delays and lost bags and trying to get another connecting flight having missed one due to delays. I was sad cos I am a mom and even though he was doing his best to be 'the man', I could hear it in his voice that he was overwhelmed by it all at some point  But again, I was happy and thankful to God he did not start crying! Cos THAT would have just torn me apart! Yes, I am happy he left all the crying to me. 
Yes, I know, you are right, I am just a right mess of a mother! Lol!

But I promise you, deep down in my heart, I am smiling cos I know that God is real and he has awesome listening skills. I don't care what airline he was flying, I put my son on Jehovah Shammah Airways and they never let you down. I kept my son in God's loving hands and God NEVER drops or loses anything you entrust to him. I called on him to bring forth the lost baggage and he heard me. I called on him to help my son get another flight without having to shell out more money for a full ticket and he did. So even though, there were tears coursing down my cheeks on to my pillow early this morning, I was still smiling on the inside because once again, God showed me that I have put my money on the right horse (figuratively speaking of course!). He assured me, once again, of the wisdom of placing ALL my eggs in his basket.

So my son is safe and sound in his room on campus, my other two children are safe and sound with me here (one is actually right here beside me laughing at some funny cartoon he is watching. One of my favourite sounds in the world)  and in spite of all the white noise of the devil, I am STILL standing so, at the end of the day, the tears on my pillow are more happy than sad. Abi?

Join me as I brag on our God who always finds a way to put a smile on our face if only we would let him. If only we would believe him more than we believe the lies of the devil.If only.

P. S. I understand the strike is over and the Federal Government has agreed to move fuel pump price down to 97Naira? No comment from me but more praises to God for keeping this country through it all......let's keep praying for her, OK? Thanks. Cos but for God........hmmmmmmmmm

4 comments:

  1. Mothers are the only ones that really do feel the effect of their kids growing up. Seeing one of them grow up so fast and also leaving the house and becoming independent is soooo much to handle so its normal to shed a few tears- tears of joy as I choose to call such.
    Remember, God is still our DJ like you said so it is well. :-)
    Our God is indeed a God of inestimable value.
    God is your son's guard and guide so put your mind to rest.
    Have a good one. :-)

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  2. Exactly my feelings just as my twenty month old starts school....they are safe in God jare cos we are just their guardians...

    SIS, I MISS UR VOICE AND PRESENCE ON FB O...

    AM TRYING TO KEEP IN TOUCH VIA UR BLOG SHA BUT ITS JUST THAT I DIDNT AV ACCESS TO INTERNET ALL THRU THE STRIKE AND FESTIVE PERIOD AND BLOGGER DOESNT COOPERATE WTH MY PHONE AS I WOULD AV LOVED IT TO

    TRUST YOU ARE FINE, SIS...

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  3. Yes o Missy Tee, God is still our DJ. Indeed, the moment you still your mind and remember that God rules your world. Calm comes. Bless you and yours.

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  4. Omoba mi. No fears. I have put you on the mailing list so it should be easier as you will just get it direct into your box. Is that OK? I know, but needed to retreat from FB for a bit.....but its not to surrender, its to enable me move forward. Fear not, your little oyinbo princess is in the best hands as Missy Tee said above, our DJ is in control of the music of their live, these children of ours. Were we there when he took care of them in our wombs? Nuff said. Mwaah!

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