As moms, we hurt when our children hurt.
Last night, Rooster’s team played a game. He did a good job, as did everyone else. The team won, and we got ready to leave.
I knew, immediately, that something was wrong. Maybe it was the way he carried himself as he walked off the field. Maybe it was the look on his face…the look that only a mom knows.
As we got in the car, he was quiet. I asked if everything was okay. He said it was.
He was lying.
His eyes filled with tears, and he turned away.
I made some specific queries…was it soccer?
No.
Was it school?
No.
And then a sob escaped from his throat.
Poor guy. He was hurting, and he didn’t want to share. I had to respect that, but I wanted so badly to know the reason so that maybe, in some small way, I could make it better.
We rode the rest of the way home without speaking. The radio played softly in the background…soothing Christian songs. I felt my heart lifted just a teensy bit, as the words reminded me that God is on His throne. Even if I didn’t know the reason for Rooster’s sadness, God knew.
This knowledge was comforting, if not to Rooster, then to me.
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AuburnChick's Adventures 
Oh that just breaks my heart… working with teens… they have so much in their hearts, on their minds, in their lives… they struggle with holding it in & not sharing… but Amen! God DOES know & God CAN & DOES heal… He doesnt need our help…. That these teens of today know that God knows & cares about ALL…
Hope Rooster is less burdened soon! Praying for peace in his ever moving teenage life!
What a loving story… Thank you…. Motherhood with God’s blessings and protection is one of the best things can ever happen on earth…