when you raise trustworthy…

We stumbled in at 2 a.m. after a long travel day of delays. The house was dark but they remembered to leave the porch light on for us.

I turned on one small light and looked around. They house looked like I had left it, but with our mail neatly stacked on the table. The floor had been swept and the kitchen cleaned. Smiling, I turned off the light without waking the one sleeping in the living room and fell into bed.

Before we left on our grand Dominican adventure, several well-meaning people offered me their unsolicited “advice” concerning the wisdom of leaving two 17-year-old boys in my home for ten days. I smiled and nodded confident these meant well. I’m equally confident, they don’t know my trustworthy boys.

I left these boys with this charge: “I want the house to look like this when we return. I don’t care what it looks like on the days between now and then.”

A few days ago, I checked in with the one who has just recently called me “Mom.”


I can take credit for the raising of just one of these two I call my own. And, in all actuality, I give that credit to God for overcoming my parenting failures. The other credit goes to a great like-minded mama named Sara, who, like us, has raised her son to be trustworthy.

In hindsight, I wish I would have these words to offer those who felt compelled to offer their unsolicited advice…

When you raise your son to be trustworthy, you have to let them be just that. They are worthy of your trust.

and, sometimes, you won’t know just how trustworthy they are until you give them an opportunity to show you what kind of men they are.


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