It's been a tough week for most people. From tragedy in Boston to disbelief in West, Texas. We (hopefully) turn to our faith as we struggle to understand why. As children, we are (hopefully) shielded from some of the wrong in the world, but it tends to hit home when something hurts you. We had an incident last Sunday. I had no clue. I went to bed and our 12 year old came and woke me and asked me to come to his room. Not having any clue, I went with him, where he promptly burst into tears, telling me he wanted to move and he did not like it here. Talk about coming out of left field! This sweet, tender hearted child was struggling with a problem and kept it in all day because he didn't want to ruin "our" day. My heart just broke for him.
He cries silent tears. He always has. He crashed his bike years ago and scraped his body from left eye to right hip on the pavement...HORRIBLE road rash...and not a tear. I cried for him and even told him it was ok to cry and yet no tears. So as big croc tears fell onto my leg, I ached to know what had hurt him so bad. After 30 minutes he explained how his friend had betrayed his trust. And he was so terrified that kids would find out and tease him. My poor baby. Friend betrayal is so tough for a 12 year old...or anyone for that matter. But after getting him calmed down and a guarantee that no one would know, he finally fell back asleep. Of course that meant that daddy and I were WIDE awake and ANGRY! (Parents were contacted and punishment received.)
Unfortunately after hearing back from 1 parent the next day, what he said turned out to be true...I was hoping just a cruel joke. He is over it and back to his sweet self. He is not ready to forgive, which I understand, but I know he will eventually. He is not one to hold a grudge. I just hate that it was a lesson he eventually had to learn...much sooner than I expected. As I posted on his facebook page, "Jesus knows you're strong." He will overcome and be stronger for it.