Wednesday, February 02, 2011


I watch him as he slices red bell peppers, mushrooms that smell like the earth, and bright, green zucchini. He serves me a cup of coffee, lectures me about the way I drink it, with real sugar and cream. He smiles though, as he lectures.

His wife hasn't made it home from work yet, and he cooks dinner as he does most days. He's easily distracted so I can see it's a little difficult for him to talk with me while he's slicing and preparing, but he never stops listening. I can tell. I know these things. He glances up from his work, wiping his forehead occasionally, and says "Yes?" He's interested in what I have to say.

I can remember a day when he wasn't interested in anyone other than himself. The days when he would look at me, flash that smile, and take money from my purse after I had gone to bed. He had a habit. He was different. He wasn't my son.

And I waited.

And waited.

And prayed.

And screamed.

And I cried for him, often.

And now he is 24, and whole. He prays on his own now.

He prays with his children.

When he smiles, I see his father. And when he laughs, the sun shines. And when he's in his kitchen, slicing summer vegetables for his family, I am bursting.

I am thankful.

I am amazed.

I am whole.

This is my imperfect prose.


Ostriches Look Funny said...

waiting. Waiting is so important, yet so underrated. I loved this, and I'm happy for the ending.

-t- said...

ostrich said it all... i am but an echo & happy for the ending :)

life or something like it said...

beautiful post. I too, am happy for the ending. Our God is so good!

alittlebitograce said...

i'm reminded of my mother and her waiting and praying and crying. she got her happy ending too. a mother's prayers are a blessing.

emily wierenga said...

oh melinda, this is powerful. so powerful. it makes me tear up for the journey you've been on with him... thinking now of my own 15-month son, wondering what lies ahead for us... and this gives me such hope. thank you so much for linking friend. xo

Kati patrianoceu said...

What a great feeling that must be, watching him cook and lecture you! There's something so precious about that picture

Christine said...

Thank you so much for this post. I wait too, a boy who is cutting the apron strings, a boy 16 who is struggling to become a man. Thank you for reminding me to be patient and to pray for him.

Joybird said...

Hallelujah. Oh to celebrate his recovery. I am so happy for you and for your son. To walk in this freedom while he is still a young man, to raise his children and see faithfulness outweigh betrayal. Awesome.