Monday, September 21, 2009

Exercising the Shield of Faith

"I take the Shield of Faith
May I be ready for satan's fiery darts of
doubt, denial and deceipt
so I will not be vulnerable to spiritual defeat."
- From The Warriors Prayer/Turning Point Ministries

These last few days I found myself a frequent visitor in the Throne of God.

It has been a week since we dropped off our son to college. What a rollercoaster of emotions in just 7 days.

At church last Sunday, he served as an usher with me for the last time. Before we left I asked the pastor to pray over him (I cried). Then our fellow ushers and my very pregnant sister who came to see him off prayed for him as well (Yup, more tears). Then another lady, who recenty started attending our church after 20 years of being a missionary gathered my two sons and I in a circle and prayed over us, too (By this time I was a blubbering mess). Needless to say, my son was covered in prayer.

We left Monday and stayed at a hotel for the night.

Move-in day was 8:00 a.m. Tuesday. It was so exciting because the students memorized all the names of the incoming freshmen and when we arrived at the dorm, they all yelled out his name. It made him feel so welcome. I spent the day organizing his room even moved the bed and desk to make it flow better (thank you some other Mom who watches HGTV). I put the new bible that I bought for him by his bed. Inside I tucked my well-worn copy of The Warrior's Prayer. It is a prayer detailing how to put on the armor of God. For the last few years, that is the prayer that I use to cap my morning devotions and to pray for other people.

We attended the Convocation ceremony later in the afternoon and had a dorm meeting with the Faculty Advisor. By 6:00 p.m., she said it was time for the students to send the parents out into the world. They gave us a pack of Kleenex, a Sharpie marker to leave a message for our children on the windows and a half hour to say goodbye.

Let's just say I made good use of the Kleenex.

We left for home on Wednesday morning.

Thursday night after our bible study, I came home in a semi-panic since I haven't been able to reach him that day. I tried Skype, text, e-mail and calling on his cell phone. I know the service for T-Mobile is very sporadic there. Oh, did the enemy have a grand time with me.

For a few minutes I imagined all sorts of bad things happening to him. Why did I not get his roommate's cell phone? Why did I not get the contact info of any of the RA's? Nor the Resident Faculty?

This went on for a good hour. Then I recognized it for what it was - a spiritual attack.

I took a deep breath. Remembered to pray. I needed to flex my Shield of Faith. That eventhough I can't see Him nor him, I believe that God will take care of my son. And that his time is in His hands. He will be here until God says his time is up - and not a minute nor a second too soon.

Last night at our Sunday night service I was still sad. A new usher was standing at his station. It was the last night of our study in the Song of Solomon about courtship, love and marriage. My friend, Cheryl, told me something profound when I expressed my worries about the things he will encounter at school. She told me God prepared him for it through that study. That he will know how to go through friendship, courtship, how to treat a woman, how to flee from immoral activities, etc. I am so thankful that God did that because I never could have talked to my son about these subjects.

He will start his first class in 8 minutes. (More prayers that he heard the alarm clock.) I asked him to take a picture of his first day of school for me, you know, for the scrapbook.

I know he's an adult now but maybe he'll humor his mother this one last time.


Deb said...

You're such a good mom.

I've experienced similiar situations with my two children.

Keep praying, friend.

He answers.

Sweet dreams.

deb said...

I won't say been there, because until we go through it, we don't know.
But it sounds like it is all good. Have faith in yourself, in your son, in the long road, in His will.

Thank you so much for your words of encouragement to me. And those reading glasses... my daughters had to give them the seal of approval. You know you're getting old when retro gets mixed up with old school.

Holley Gerth said...

Such a sweet post! I love seeing your mama heart. And I'm sure your trust in this time of transition delights the Father's heart too.

Zoe Elmore said...

Dearest Grace and Peace,
Thanks for stoping my my blog and posting. It's never easy watching your kids grow up and move away, but knowing the Lord is guiding their steps (even when they don't recognize it) removes the angst and anxiety. How can I be sad when God is leading my child?

Wendy Blight said...

First, thank you for stopping by my blog today and sharing your wonderful stories!! I love how you so faithfully listen to the promptings of God through His Holy Spirit. I pray that the book you ordered will provide precious words from God that will penetrate deep into the woman's heart and meet her right where she is in her pain and grief.

Tears fall as I read your post about taking your son to college. My daughter is a junior this year, and I cannot even imagine saying goodbye!!! Words like yours are hard to read, but they help prepare those of us coming behind you. Thank you for sharing your heart so openly and honestly.

Blessings to you,


Irritable Mother said...

Oh, I've only just met you, and already I love you!!!
Guess that's what God does in our hearts, huh? *grin*
I hope you're having a great week as you're trusting God more and more to care for your son. You know, God was fully in control of your son when he was at home with you for his first 18 years. I am confident God is not slacking off now that He's taken your boy to college.

Love that the Faculty Advisor told the students it was time "to send the parents out into the world." Doing what they can to make you feel better, I'd say. *big grin*

Thanks so much for stopping by my blog. It has been a delight meeting you.

Much love,

Aine Willis said...

I don't have any children going off to college but I am sure there will be tears on the day my boys leave too.

This is the first time I've read your blog ... I love your profile ... the part about the messes still being there when you get home ... that's a hoot!

Joyful said...

I have less than a year now and I'll be doing the same thing as you...dropping my son off at University. I am praying so much this year that the Lord is preparing both of us. I can't imagine our home without our son.

So sweet how the school provided you with pens and Kleenex! I love the gifts you left for your son - thanks for getting my mind to consider what I'll leave for him when that day comes.

When my son started Kindergarten I started saying the following little prayer with him every day. I know your son is grown, but somehow the words, in a way, still fit.

Dear Lord,
Please hold his little hand
When I cannot be there;
Surround him with Your angels,
And keep him in Your care.

Bring to his mind the wisdom
We've shared throughout the years,
And hold him with Your comfort
To banish all his fears.

Lord, help me to believe You'll
Care for him like me;
And teach him when I'm gone
It's Your face he can see.

Written by Marybeth Cuccie of Venice, Florida, for her son, Christopher Russell Cuccie

His hand may not be that "little" any more, but we know God can still hold it.