Promises

Benji came in to my room early this morning trembling from a bad dream. It is the first bad dream he has ever told me about and he was really shaken. He kept saying, "Mama, you lost me." I held him close and told him that I would never lose him and that I will always keep him safe. After he fell back to sleep, I kept thinking about his words and his fear from the dream. I'm sure he was talking about getting physically separated from me, but I kept thinking about him being spiritually separated from me and from God. I thought back to all the promises I have made over his life to love him, to protect him, to teach him about God and his mission on earth and ultimately to teach him how to return to God one day. So I laid there with tears streaming down my face thinking about the consequences to my sweet boy if I ever shirked my responsibilities. Then while sharing a pillow with my now slumbering little boy I made those promises of the heart to him over and over until I fell back to sleep again.