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Cut the Apron Strings - A true Story
The announcement by our young teen age son that he wanted to
purchase a motorcycle touched a spark in me that caused my hair to stand on
end.
Although he was old enough to drive one, I refused to even
consider the thought. I suppose I was a
domineering Mom and also a bit (lot) strict.
But mom, I already have a job lined up to deliver packages
for a courier service - - and this cycle belonged to the lady who had this job
before. She is asking a very good price
for it and it will be a safe bike.
About that time, my husband entered the room having heard
the conversation. He gently came along
side me and whispered in my ear, “Hazel it is time to cut the apron strings!”
That remark was like cold water thrown on my face, but it
did wake me up.
“Alright,” I told our son, “but let Dad go with you and if
he thinks it is a good buy, you can go ahead with your plans.” A Happy boy purchased his cycle and he also
got the job.
He did enjoy the money this after school job gave him, and I
noticed that he had purchased an extra helmet.
One day, here he came, with one of the girls from our church
perched on the back of the cycle, both as happy as jay birds. He was observing all the rules of safety and
also enjoying the prestige that this small cycle gave him.
Children do grow up, and when they are responsible and
hopefully wise - - it is time to allow them to make adult choices.
As our children reached adulthood, there have been times
that I have had to say, “Well I don’t approve, but you are old enough to know
right from wrong, so I thank you for at least telling me what you plan to
do.”
I have learned to cut the strings even when it is painful.
The worse part is that cutting the apron strings can hurt the mother and
sometimes also the child as she releases her hold on her babies.
I am reminded that God has cut the apron strings on us and
permits us to make decisions.
Not all our choices are so good for us, but God allows us to
make our own mistakes.
At other times, the Lord is pleased with us as he sees us
“Happy as jay birds” enjoying the pleasures of riding (or walking) on the path
he has laid out for us.
Although I do not consider the Holy Spirit to be apron
strings, I do appreciate that He walks along side me and whispers in my ear – I
am with you always; where ever you go.
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