Son

Son became a Christian in sixth grade.
And he changed from a hard heart into a young man with a very sensitive spirit.
I had high hopes for him.
But it was only a matter of months before Satan had snared him solid.
By the time I figured it out ... it was far to late.

So son's path through life has been rough to say the least!
He continues to struggle - fighting any suggestion that living life as a pagan is not okay with God!
But then, according to him: God does not exist!
So, as can be expected he got yet another correction to his path .....

A very upset Ivan (pronounced Yvonne) appeared at the door on Friday evening.
This is the third time he and girlfriend have broken up this year.
A week later they get back together.
Sigh ....
I told him to think real hard this time.

And it is hard for me.
He wants to talk.
But my mind is gone.

With Swede's help I recalled some for son.
But it only angered him.
And anger is his fuse.
I expect something really stupid by the end of the week.
Unless God intervenes.
I can only pray.

And memories swarmed my mind last night.
Of those I have loved - and lost.
And why.
But, thanks to the amnesia, I have no ability to know whom or reality from fiction.
Yet,  I remembered enough to relate to being with a psycho-hose beast ...
Sigh

I can only pray for son.
He listens to no one unfortunately.
So life must be done the hard way.
And it does not have to be this way ........