For over 24 hours now we have heard the news: Usama bin Laden is dead! Usama bin Laden is dead! Usama bin Laden is dead! America finally got its number one terrorist!
When I first heard the news I was getting ready for bed on Sunday night, and I was elated because we finally received some good news in regards to the war on terror. America needed a morale booster, and we had one! However, it was when I eventually made my way into Clate’s room to help him go to sleep on that night that reality sunk in—this could be really bad, and the world could spin out of control even more than it already does. Usually, I curl up next to Clate in his bed, and we read, pray, and talk, but on this night, as I lay there beside my peacefully-sleeping, sweet son, my mind immediately went back to September 11, 2001 when our country was attacked by an evil band of men led by Usama bin Laden.
It was on that day nearly ten years ago I found myself drawn to the television and watching, along with the rest of the world, the terrible events play out over and over again. I was almost six months pregnant at the time and terrified of bringing my child into such an evil world. I remember thinking to myself This isn’t fair for Clate. He deserves better than this. Is this all the world has to offer him now? Two nights ago laying there beside Clate, I felt the same anxieties. I wanted to shield him, once again, from the depravity that surrounds us. I wanted to give him the peace and security that I knew as a child when we didn’t fear much of anything because there was not much to fear.
Wondering what will ever become of this world, I stared at Clate and saw a glimpse of peace, innocence, and happiness. With tears in my eyes, I realized that I do not know what will become of this crazy world that we live in during my lifetime, but I know one thing is for certain, it is my job as Clate’s mom to provide a safe world and a joyous environment for him to grow in and flourish. By doing so, I can rest knowing that I did my very best to give this world one “shining city on a hill”.
My most important contribution to society is raising a Christian man who will be productive, educated, honorable, patriotic, and wise. My prayer is that Clate will be one of the beacons of light in this world who will have the decency to stand up for what is right and to fight the evil that works so hard to destroy us.
On this “It’s a Ladybug Kind of Day!” I sit in front of this computer screen typing the ramblings going on within my heart. I guess I am like every American mom, in that, I only want the best for my child, and I do not have the ability to provide a perfect world for him beyond the walls and doors of our house, but as I entrust him to God, I am confident Clate will be safe and grow into the man whom I described and whom I pray he will be.
What else can I hope for? Is there anything better than watching your child mature into an amazing human being? I don’t think so. What a blessing this is to my heart. This was a nice break from the disturbing news that bombards us today. Thank you for letting me share my world with you.
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