When I held my first baby in my arms, I never dreamed how hard parenting him would be. I never imagined the pain he would put us through. I never dreamed how deeply I would love him.
Two-steps forward, then two steps backwards.
I'm learning that I'm not alone. There are many hurting parents. God's desk must be inundated with requests for wayward children. Oh God...hurry and help us all.
The bottom line is: my son needs to turn his life over to his maker. Only then, will he make progress.
I pray daily for this.