Pray for my son

Mandy, I feel for your son. When my son was in the second grade, he was picked on because he was smaller than the other boys. On day, he came home saying he never wanted to back to school again because a boy told him he belonged in kindergarten, not second grade. That hurt him so badly. How can you explain the trials of life to a six year old?!! It's tough.

Will pray for your son.

Mandy, my heart and prayers go to your family and your son. Acceptance and Pride are things that destroy us. I have zero attention span, and was learning disabled. G-d brought me into a position of respect in life and gave me all that I could have asked for. Due to wanting acceptance, I ended up leaving G-d and pursuing the world about two years ago. By his grace, I came back home to him in January. My heart goes out to your son. I pray that he can ignore those other kids, and understand that with hateful hearts like theirs, he doesn't need their acceptance. That if he stays his course with G-d, eventually he will have all that he asks for and more.

Love in Christ,
Anthony

Praying.

Me to Mandy.










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2 Chronicles 20:9
If, when evil cometh upon us, as the sword, judgment, or pestilence, or famine, we stand before this house, and in thy presence, (for thy name is in this house,) and cry unto thee in our affliction, then thou wilt hear and help.

I willl pray for you and your son Mandy.






God bless,
Roberta

I'm praying!

I too am praying for your son. I went through the same as he in middle school and high school. It really affected me long-term. Still does. I was fat and shy, and kids can be so mean sometimes. They seem to dislike anything different. You must tell him you love him everday, tell him he is great, he is a unique child of God, tell him to never let anyone get him down. If it gets real bad, seek out some form of therapy for him. I wish my parents had done that for me. It would have saved me many years of pain. Also, my mother was always telling me to lose weight and speak up, which in turn made the situation worse as I was getting criticism at both ends, school and home. Criticism is the worst thing you can give your child.

I am sure that everything will be okay in your son's life. I am praying that he go through no more pain, and that if he does, that God will give him the strength to make it!

God Bless

Mandy,
I am praying for your son..

Amie

Hi Mandy,


My son was picked on son much that he did not want to go to school. It is very heart breaking. I finally decided to approach the teacher and the principal. Since the Columbine incident our school district has adopted a zero tolerence policy towards violence, threats and bullying. The principal was very helpful in resolving this problem. No one should have to be picked on.

If it does get really bad maybe you could try to speak to the pricipal or his teachers.

I am praying for both of you as I said in my earlier post.


God bless,
Roberta

Originally posted by Mandy
Thank you. He has taken to eating a lot so he is a bit overweight. It just breaks my heart to see him write things to people, like "will you be my friend?".
I guess a lot of this is because he is almost a teenager and the pressure that comes along.

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Oh! Why does it have to be this way? This is so similar to my childhood. So painful. I was friends with all the kids in my neighborhood until one day my best friend, and next door neighbor came up to me and said,

"I can't be your friend anymore...you are not pretty enough, popular enough, and your parents are not rich enough(I lived next door!)...I was devasted...I wrote her letters and put them in her mailbox, begging her to be my friend again.

I think I was about 12 or 13 then. She and all my former friends became the most popular girls in school, cheerleaders and all. That made it so much worse. I had to live next to her for years! I let this ruin my life... I LET it. It didn't have to be that way. I too turned to food as a "friend". I should have turned to God. I also have social anxiety disorder. People scare me, stangers anyway. Not on the net, in person.

Please talk to him, Mandy. Tell him he is loved, he is good enough. I wish my mother had helped me through that tuff time in my life.

I am praying for you and your son...

It will be okay! God is with you.

i am praying for both of you believe me i know the feeling i used to be picked on all the time because i had buckteeth and i was called beaver

I was the poor preachers son. I had no friends, as I was the only white kid in my neighborhood. I grew up in the ghetto, and was picked on all the time by everyone. From Mexican gang bangers to... you name it. I was slow to learn from books or teachers, but set me down with something I could take apart and put back together, and I was golden! I was good at certain things. G-d gave me a gift in the form of a guitar. I started watching the guys in church play and that's how I learned. I would sit in my room for hours changing chords to get faster and faster. Then I started playing on the front pew with the guys at church when I was 13. I started losing weight then, and had a hard edge. I was quick to fight when people picked on me or I would be quick to run and cry. It depended on the day and mood I was in. When I hit high school, I jumped into sports, wrestling and football. I lost the weight, but not the attitude. I started being accepted because I was looking fit. Girls started hitting on me! The devil bated me with it and I was gone. I was mr. popular all of a sudden, and being dumb didn't matter because I could hit hard on the field, and take em down hard on the mat. I don't know which is better though, going from zero to big guy or being zero and staying zero. My eyes were opened to things I never wish I had known being with the in crowd. I wish I had just stuck with fixing or making things and guitar.

It's an idea, but you can get a guitar at a pawn shop for about $100 bucks. May help him if he has something that is his, that G-d can use to grow him. I don't know, but... just a thought.

That and a TON of prayer from us!!!

I will pray Mandy! Give him a hug for me and tell him Aunt Kristen loves him very, very much!

I was pick on now and then as a kid as well, but I don't think it compared. I didn't like school. I was the odd one out until almost final year when I was just about a regular. That was nice. Just to be one of the crowd. At college I got picked on as well. Sometimes you just stand out and poeple always seem to pick on the different one. Later in life those 'different' ones sometimes turn out to be the greatest leaders etc. If you're one of the crowd you will stay one of them. Sometimes its better to be different. I'm not sure I understand your son's condition, but I hope you find comfort in the Lord. Tell him God loves him.

I prayed for you.

Its so sad how mean and cruel kids can be. I'm praying for your son Mandy. I pray that the Lord gives him the strenth and knowledge that he is indeed someone very special and that he is loved by many. I also pray that the Lord soften the hearts of the children in his school that they will love and accept all children no matter how differnet they are. You are in my prayers