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This is Going to Take Chocolate and Flint

January 15, 2013

DSCF6393OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAOne year ago I wrote this as I drove to Virginia.  Tomorrow I journey to Kansas City, our final choice and destination for our son Joshua.  We are taking him to International House of Prayer University.  It is with excitement and antisipation that I make this journey.  My son Joshua has grown into an admirable young man; one who desires to see God use his life.  He is one of my greatest offerings to the Lord; one of my greatest seeds.  Through this gift of my son, I pray that countless lives will be touched and changed for the Lord; first of all, his.  So take the time to revisit last years message; for me it was prophetic. How about you?


      So much for eating healthy; this was going to take cookies.  Forget the cookies, this definitely calls for chocolate!  My life has just changed.  In the blink of an eye, we have been rerouted and my emotions are on overload.  Yes, chocolate is in my future.

In one week’s time, I went from having a junior in high school, planning on living at home and going to college locally, to deciding to graduate a year early; in one month to be exact, and traveling three states away to attend discipleship training school.   Within that week our whole  family has piled into the family van for a quick trip to Virginia. A whirlwind is a major understatement.

Just one week ago I was grieving the removal of the childhood monuments from my yard.  Today I am on a journey to release my son.  Oh dear Mama, who can explain the pride, the joy and the deep ache.

Nothing is coincidental.  Even the music that my son just grabbed as we walked out the door had great purpose; the sound track to the Prince of Egypt.  It had been years since I had listened to this incredible score by Hans Zimmer.  As the music began, my memories were thrust full screen into my mind.  Two little boys dressed as slaves with pillows slung over their backs reacting to the crack of the whip.  My two youngest sons loved to act out the opening song on this soundtrack; my little Israelite slaves.  Now the young men sat behind me; one on a destination for his future.

Then came the words; “Deliver Us!”  Oh Jesus, our land needs to be delivered.  Our world needs to be delivered from darkness and sin.  So many people carry those heavy burdens and need to be set free.  Where oh where is their deliverance?  They live in our homes.  They are the very children we adore.  They are the precious angels we guide and protect. But just as Moses’ mother sent him adrift on the Nile to provide the deliverer, we too one day will be called upon to release our treasures for the freedom of others.

Jesus knew where the road to Jerusalem led Him.  As He headed toward Jerusalem, He knew the death that lay before him.  For our sake, He did not turn away, he did not run.  Instead He set His face like flint toward the purpose for His life.

Dear Parent, raise your child to fulfill their calling.  Help them find the purpose that God has for them.  Then when that day comes, it is you dear parent that will have to set your face like flint.  Your child may one day be a voice crying in the wilderness.  The sacrifice will be ours but we must make the sacrifice for the joy set before us.

My son, my heart is breaking, but it is for you and the future salvation of others that I now take this journey. I hear the cry of those who ask to be delivered.  The very gift that is beyond precious to my soul may very well be the answer to their prayers.

2 Comments leave one →
  1. Noah permalink
    January 15, 2013 12:03 pm

    This gonna be a tough one for all of us ;P Hopefully we’ll get to visit him sometimes while he’s gone 😛

  2. jody hollis permalink
    January 15, 2013 2:08 pm

    Debbie surely the Lord helped you to write this for all Mothers who will give their all to the Lord and know that our children are not ours but the Lords. they are gifts trom Him to us to bring glory unto His name. this one really touches my heart in watching him grow up year after year. To see the man God is making from Him. Oh how we to will miss him not being at the house but we thank the Lord we can still be with him as we pray for him. Jody

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