Kudos for our guest this week, Mrs. Glenda Foster Summers. Many of you will be able to relate to her story… I know I can!
Let me invite you into the Summers household. The year is 1994. Our children are nearly 21 and 20. We have been blessed to have them in a solid fundamental church, and have been able to send them to Christian schools. We have had a family altar every day during the years when they were growing up, and they have been taught what is right and what is wrong. That sets the stage.
As often happens, our son decided that he was going to ignore all of that good teaching and “have some fun”! Well, we knew what he was doing, for the most part, and we were always on his case, trying to encourage him to live the way he knew he should. With that said, we had a computer that had chat room capability. Every evening he would log on after coming home from his job as manager of a pizza joint. Many times he would stay on that computer till the wee hours of the morning. One night, he went down to his room and left the computer sitting at a conversation he had been having. I walked into the computer room to turn it off, when I happened to read some of the comments. My stomach sank as I realized just how far his rebellion was going. At that point, I simply asked God to give me wisdom. My husband, who had grown up in a home where his dad was a very silent parent, just did not want to get involved. This incident happened on an EARLY Sunday morning. Well, I went on to church as usual, praying all the way. I was alone because my husband had to work that day. On my way home from church, I simply turned our boy over to the Lord and promised that I would keep my mouth shut! When I got home, our son was back on the computer, so I went into the room and just stated, very matter-of-factly, “I have turned you over to God, and I want you to be aware of that because you won’t have me on your case any longer”! He gave me a look of disbelief, as if he didn’t think I could actually keep my mouth shut, but I assured him that I was serious.
Needless to say, it took a LOT of prayer for me to be quiet, but I was constantly praying that God would work in his life. I also shared my experience with my husband, and he was also praying. I had no idea how long it might take to get our son back, but I was determined to keep praying!
Fortunately, God didn’t make us wait too long. Just six months later, our son came into the room where I was watching the news and asked if he could talk to me. I told him I’d meet him in the living room as soon as the news was over. The first words out of his mouth were, “What would you say if I told you I wanted to go to Bob Jones University?” Well, inside, I was saying “YES!!”, but I kept my composure and said, “What’s your motivation?” He explained that he had been doing a lot of thinking and that he just felt that was where he was supposed to go. I knew that I had to be cool and not show much excitement, so I just calmly told him that he would have to make all the arrangements, get the catalog, complete all the forms, etc., and he said he would. This was in April of 1995, and he entered school in August of that same year. He made excellent grades, but most of all, he met the young woman who is now our daughter-in-law and the mother of our three grandsons. From this, I learned that, when God answers a prayer, He does it completely!
Thanks to Glenda for her testimony reminding us that the prodigals will return if we turn them over to a living Lord.
I felt led to share this testimony with you all because there are so many who live with pain because of a loved one who has strayed from the fold. I wrote a song on our newest CD entitled, Another Child’s Coming Home, that goes along with Mrs. Glenda’s story. Click here to be blessed.