I had also been a mom for over two years when he arrived. However, I had never been the mother of a boy before. For those who haven't experienced it, I'm here to tell you there IS a difference - a BIG one! Before Caleb was born I had a friend with two boys close in age to our girls. I remember talking with her on the phone one day when, in somewhat of a panicked voice, she exclaimed, "I have to go - both the boys are standing on top of the dining room table!" My first thought was, "Wow - why can't she control her boys?" Then I had one. I thought about that many times as the years passed and I was removing Caleb from high and dangerous places. Since he was born into a family of girls, our poor boy initially had no boy toys to play with. He made his own guns, bending the girls' Barbie dolls at the waist, making their legs into gun barrels, and chasing his screaming sisters from room to room "shooting" them with their own Barbies. I once saw a definition of a boy as "a noise with dirt on it." That's pretty accurate, in my opinion.
As he grew, Caleb ushered me into a world of spy games, Boy Scouts, Hot Wheel cars, and my only experience with taking the same child to the emergency room twice. He also taught me to always check pockets before doing laundry... in his early days I often removed rocks after hearing them beating around in the dryer. As he grew I occasionally found flash drives and pocket knives there. I never found things like that in the pockets of my girls.
Every experience with my boy was new and different than similar experiences I had with his sisters. The first day of Kindergarten for Sarah and Becca brought tears to my eyes as I left them there. But it also brought tears from the back seat as I drove away from their school with Caleb, in his very demonstrative way, asking, "Mommy, where girls?!" I quickly learned to treasure those preschool days with my boy - the one-on-one time we shared was unlike time I had spent with him before, and I soaked in every ounce of it. A few years later when it was his turn to walk into a school classroom and be left there, it was also my first time to turn and walk alone back to an empty car and drive to an empty house. Once again, the same experience, but oh, so different.
Those experiences continued through the years. A second (and last) high school graduation, and dropping our son off at college felt very different than the first time. Likewise, a college graduation and move to a different city felt dissimilar to previous events.
My relationship with my boy has always been different than the relationships I have with my girls. I love Sarah and Becca in unique and special ways, and I am so thankful that God blessed me with daughters. In adulthood, they have become two of my dearest friends. But that mother/son relationship is special in its own way. Washington Irving wrote, "There is an endearing tenderness in the love of a mother to a son that transcends all other affections of the heart." Author Cheri Fuller posits, “A mother’s love doesn’t make her son more dependent and timid; it actually makes him stronger and more independent. Maternal love is perhaps the most powerful, positive influence on a son's development and life" (What a Son Needs From His Mom). I look at the man who used to be that little boy I snuggled, and I see a confident, sensitive, strong man with a huge heart who follows hard after Christ. I think my job is done.
Once again, one last time, I am facing a familiar yet different experience with my boy - his wedding. I've done this twice before - married off children. Yet this one feels vastly different. Twice before my son has walked me down the aisle to my place at his sisters' weddings. Both of those times I had a front-row seat as each of my precious daughters made a promise and changed their names, leaving with their Beloveds, and I walked back up the aisle with their dad. The same thing will happen again in a few short months - Caleb will escort me to my seat, I will watch as he makes a promise, and a beautiful young lady will take his name. But with that promise, everything changes.
Much is said and written about a father giving away his daughter in marriage, but you don't hear much about a mother giving away her son. Even so, that's exactly what it feels like I'm doing. In the beginning God established His plan for our homes when He said, "Therefore shall a man leave his father and mother and cleave to his wife" (Gen. 2:24). Jesus found that important enough to repeat it while He walked this earth (Mt. 19:5). Consequently, when Caleb walks me down the aisle to my seat at his wedding, that's where I will stay - in the back seat of his life as a new woman takes her well-deserved place by his side. This will be a moment I've prayed for since before Caleb was born. God has been so gracious in His answer to those prayers in bringing Julie into Caleb's life. She's the perfect match for him, and I couldn't be happier to add her as another daughter to our family. I will be the biggest fan of the newest Mrs. Stewart, and I will love and respect her from my backseat as I watch them grow in their oneness and build their new home from afar. Moreover, I hope someday Julie gets to experience being the mother of a son - Caleb's son. (We might want to all be praying for her about that.)
So, if you are there in Lubbock on "the best day ever" in October and see a tear or two drop from my eyes, you'll know the bittersweet feelings in this mother's heart. I've done it before, but it will be different this time. This wonderful, ever-changing, indescribable blessing of motherhood never fails to amaze me.
Wow. Just beautiful. Renee and I are so very excited for this union. We love Caleb and have found great joy in getting to know him and your family. Thank you for raising such a strong soul for The Lord
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Thanks, Keith! We feel the same way about Julie! I expect great things from those two as they serve the Lord together!
DeleteI need a bushel of Kleenex please! As the mom of two boys and Nana to a granddaughter, all of this is so true. So happy for Caleb and praying for this new union.
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He truly is a treasure! Thank you for sharing. I am blessed with three daughters. Sons came later as sons-in-law, and they have enriched our family! I enjoy a special relationship with each one and am thankful everyday! Praying for Caleb and Julie! We know that they will be warriors for God and a beautiful picture of Christ and the church, shining brightly, serving, and making others laugh (Caleb is always a hoot!).
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