There is a song that some famous singer of my long ago past used to sing about the prodigal son who came home after an long, hard and wild life. The song must be quite memorable because it was ringing in my ears today as I went up north to Canada to pick up my 17 year old son, Jonathan. He was staying at his brothers (my oldest son, Ryan and Stephanie- Keeper of the Home.com) for two and a half weeks assisting Ryan in a new business set up. It may have been more of a mentoring situation for Jonathan than assistance to Ryan but I so appreciate the opportunity my wonderful son and his wife afforded their brother. It was an excellent chance to see first hand what goes into planning a business start up. Jonathan assisted with some market research, business projections, and participated in potential client meetings and plans for the recruiting of qualified employees as well.
But oh, how I missed him. He certainly isn't a prodigal coming home (as in a repentant wayward son) but he is a different boy, really almost a man. He is confident, and talks positively about "our business" and "we are planning" and "projections seem to indicate." Girls are sweet and they provide you with a lot of joy, but boys as they grow up,.....well, a mom can be overcome with pride. I am proud of my son becoming a man. With it comes the understanding that I will one day have to give him up to a young lady who will fill his heart to the fullest. I will be replaced.... and that is ok because that is how it is supposed to be. But, I missed him. He went away a boy and came back a little more mature. Thank you God for your opportunities that I see daily that shows your provision for my children. I know I can trust You with their future.