What Happened to My Little Boy
It seemed like it was yesterday I held that soft skinned baby in my arms
I was a mama so young and scared to be in charge of such a precious task
Of raising up a little boy, now I ask
Where did the days all go when I watched you coo, toddle, and sing
Those silly songs that in my heart still ring
I look into the young man who now towers over me with those big brown eyes and as I look; I see
Short glimpses of you’re growing up years
Some dear and special others scary
Like the day you said your first “mama”; though I felt undeserving I captured that little voice
Within my heart and made the choice
To step up to the plate in life
And be your mama for all of your life
And there in those days that I remember so well
The dinosaur roars, the Simba growls, your little signature phrases of, “I’ve got a good idea, TOYS!”
And “I’m gonna cry now, the sensitive tears rolling down your cheek
As a wobbling toddler and when you felt like the middle school geek
Those in between years were so hard
You felt you didn’t belong
You tossed and swayed through the stormy days
Of preteen boy struggling to find his way
I am your mama I was always for you
I knew there was one important thing I could do
I prayed and gave you to the Lord
Asked him to hold you through this middle school storm
To give you belief within your heart
A trust in Him that would never depart
From the growing up boy in front of my eyes
“Lord give him answers to all of his questions WHY?”
Be his Savior, his King,
Comforter, Counselor, his Everything
And then came the day I never wanted to see
When my little boy felt the instant destruction
Of a completely broken heart ; barely able to function
This mama screamed no not my boy, not my baby, becoming a man
There was only one thing to do hold tighter to Jesus hand
And trust that he still had a plan
This is where the time had come for this mama working hard to raise a son
To step back and wait for the things she had taught, lived, prayed, and said
To become his own within his head
She didn’t stop praying, teaching or guiding
But she couldn’t choose for him she could only keep trying
To be the light of Jesus to her broken child
And allow Christ’s love hold him while
This vicious storm raged within his soul. Some days it was almost too much to bear; to see your child hurt so deep
Is a mama’s most challenging feat
I wanted to take it from you there
All your pain, hurt, anger, and despair
But somehow God gave me the strength to stand beside you and just wait
I didn’t know how long it would be
Maybe when you were old and out on your own
I would scream, “Please Lord, NO!” as I moaned
And felt that ache inside my mama heart
Of the sweet little boy feeling the effects of sin
That I thought I could always protect him
And then one day out of the blue
My baby boy found his own rescue
He said mom I’ve chosen to believe again; I still have a lot of stuff inside
But my faith in God I will abide
I said thank you Faithful God
We prodded on through the effects of life’s bomb
Until the day, I prayed for so long
My boy stepped up and became a man
Made a choice some never make with the words, “I forgive you”
Oh what a day
You see that was the day my boy became a man
He choose for himself God’s resurrection power within
To have character and value and let go
To give himself worth and a chance to know
How to break free from bondage sin can cause
Alive in freedom
Break ties with crippling hurt and pain
The bomb still happened, he will never forget
The hurt was real and it had an effect
On all of his life and all of his days
But the choice he made broke off his chains
And let him step into thinking like a man of God
Honest, confident, and certainly free
The evidence of forgiveness this mama can see
Within in her little boy who is now grown
And serves his Savior on his own
Today I look and wonder “Where did my little boy go?”
That little boy didn’t go anywhere
Although the sweet little child voice is now just an echo
The memory of that little boy will remain precious everyday
That little boy is still very much here
He’s just grown up now but I know he’s near
When that big teenager comes and says’ “Mama, good morning, I love you.”
And this mama’s heart softens once again, thanking the Lord for the day
The little girl with the baby boy chose to grow up too
And become a woman through and through
And trust the one and only God
Who could help her raise her little son
She’s still on her learning journey and so is he
But together they will both see that God is faithful everyday
He will never leave us or forsake us come what may
And so Logan Michael as you graduate
I want to say I am so proud to have seen
That soft skinned baby become a handsome man
Living from the belief of “I can’t” to “I can”
What an honor to be your mama
I am eager to see your life with you
And know that with God there are no limits to what you can do
I’m on your side and one of your biggest fans
But I give the Lord my boy who is a strapping man
And say oh Sweet Father, Abba, Creator
Walk with my boy and stand with him forever
Each day God answers this mama prayer
When I see the freedom smile appear
With a calm spirit and a free heart; Jesus is your Savior this is true
And so this mama has one thing to do
I charge you Logan Michael
To stand tall with God; be a man of Confidence-honest and true
Do not look to others to define you
Look into your Heavenly Father’s truth
Be brave, be strong and sometimes that means be weak
No need to live fake and perform for the world
This is your life and no one can tell you how, Logan Foose should feel or think
Although take good instruction, encouragement, and challenge
Learn from the wise but be only you
And your mama’s prayer is that your hearts desires will come true
I charge you to walk with God all your days
Know that when you do fall away
God does not fall, or leave, or hide
He’ll stand patiently waiting by your side
Ready to welcome you back into his arms
He will walk with you all your days
Cling to him, learn from him and know his ways
For one day there will come a day
When you become a daddy
And then you will see clearly
The importance of trusting and knowing God
When a little life of your own daughter or son
Will steal your heart and you will begin to carry on
That faith that started in Grandma & Grandpa Great
Will then be yours to pass on and take
To the next generation, to give as a gift
Live for God Logan Michael; the next generation is depending on it
God’s will ,will be done regardless of you but live as his chosen
There is no other that can do what he created you to do!
