How thankful I am for each one of you. Although we cannot see each other face-to-face, your friendships bless me more than you know. Your words of encouragement, words of wisdom, and prayers have carried me through some of my hardest times as a mom. A few days ago, my baby girl graduated from the University of Georgia. It doesn’t seem possible that Lauren is now a college graduate, preparing to start her first job.
A few weeks ago as I was reflecting on God closing one chapter of Lauren’s life and opening another, I read these lovely words from one of YOU … words that came at just the perfect time and spoke words my heart needed to hear. I asked my friend if I could share them with you, and thankfully she said “yes.” I pray they will bless you as much as they have blessed me.
From the heart of my friend Jeffery Lynn Pulley Denton
What’s Hidden in A Mothers Heart
Remember seeing those little toes and fingers for the first time?? Remember that first smile, the first word, the first catch of a ball, the first fish caught? How ‘bout the first time I went to wash his little jeans and there in his pocket was a collection of rocks, dead flowers and even bugs. The first date, the first time his heart was broken, and then when you see him take his wife, and know you have to let him go.
Being a Mother to sons has been my greatest accomplishment in this world. Watching them play ball, fly kites, slide in the mud, jump over and in a puddle of water. Watching their faces when their baby girls were born, and seeing the look of pure love written in their eyes.Yesterday they were just little boys with knees out of their jeans from sliding in the grass, and now they are grown men with jobs, and homes, and girls of their own.
Today is all there is, yesterday flew away, and tomorrow may never come. I have the peace of knowing my boys have accepted Jesus Christ as their Lord and Savior; I have the peace of knowing I will spend eternity with them in Heaven. Little boys who once kicked the ball in the house, hid candy wrappers under the bed, picked weeds for flowers and brought them to me with big smiles on their faces. Young men who got their first jobs, one at a grocery store, the other at a car wash. But they worked. Both of them have always had good work ethics. Young men who got their hearts broken in high school, and this Momma wanted to go and wring the girls’ necks. Not much later they broke girls’ hearts, and I wanted to wring their necks! Watching them earn their high school diplomas. Teaching them to drive, which made me one nervous Mom, then watching them drive away on their own that first time … all the while praying for God to take care of them and bring them safely back.I have been there to see the hurt in their hearts when experiencing death for the first time and to see them cry over losing their favorite pet.
No one can prepare you for, or explain to you all that happens in a Mothers heart. It just happens! It happens much faster than you think it will. One day they’re in diapers, and the next, they’re in their first tux heading to prom. Leaving one at college, and watching the other move into his first apartment broke my heart. But, oh, the joy of seeing Scotty’s face when Chere came down that isle to marry him! Seeing the tears he shed because he loves her so much. Seeing them both play with their girls, laugh with them, and cry with them. My boys are great Daddies, with big ole hearts who love big. I am one proud lady. God gave them to me. God had me to raise them to love Him. This is just what my husband and I have strived to do.
Oh, these boys did things that worried me and broke my heart on occasion. My heart wanted to ask why, but I know all works for the good of those who love the Lord. I pray for my boys every day. I ask for their protection, for them to be broken for Jesus, and to love Jesus like He loves them. I pray for them to be daddies who will take their girls to church and teach them about God.
My cup runneth over with thanksgiving to God for giving me the honor of being Scotty Denton and Toby Denton’s mother.
Thank you to my sweet friend for giving us a glimpse into a mother’s heart.