An Uneventful Jog Turns Into Panic and Despair

An Uneventful Jog Turns Into Panic and Despair

June 9th, 2016
Posted by: Shari Walker
Posted In: Scott Sharman
5 Responses to "An Uneventful Jog Turns Into Panic and Despair"
  • Scott, you were neither foolish or neglectful and only had the best intentions. I have experienced similar moments with my children and grandchildren. Children in all their innocence are sometimes full of surprises. A merciful God looked out for Brayden. And that’s all their is to it. Now we learn, adjust and go forward, and look forward with eager anticipation to the next chance to make memories for them, without fear and knowing God is there.

  • I’m so thankful to God that he is omnipresent! He involved many people in the search for the lost boy! Don’t be too hard on yourself because that’s exactly what the enemy wants. He would love to destroy the beauty and love that you had intended for good. Keep riding keep running just run a little faster

  • Claire Chancey
    June 9, 2016 at 12:24 pm  - Reply

    Scott,
    I loved hearing of your experience and can verify the panic, and fear when you “lose” a child. Praise God for the happy ending. There is nothing like the warm embrace of the one that is now found.

    You can actually lose a child in the spiritual sense, as in a prodigal son experience.
    My son, all though an adult, has been trying to get back home from being picked up by the police, for 2 1/2 years ago. If all goes well he will return in January.

    He has been on a long scary journey. Fearful of the judgement and next experience of rejection he gets everyday, even Christians, are reluctant to reach out to him. They would rather honk their horn and tell him to get out of their way. His nights are filled with nightmares of his suspected dim future for making wrong turns. He regrets these turns (choices) severely yet needs help getting on the right path. His days, while thankful he has a job that pays for his living, he is constantly treated with disrespect by a boss who won’t honor his own contract of wages. If he complains, he wonders if he will he be jobless and perhaps find himself living on the street, as the probation office offered that as a common reality.

    Kind words and a hand up to those suffering on their way back home could go a long way. You see, I admit, while I trust the Lord to get my son back home as his mother, I have experienced panic, fear and guilt. I had my hand on my son, encouraged him, taught him of the the Lord who will show him the way back home. It’s just, lost people sometimes give up because they don’t experience “Jesus with skin on.” Someone to encourage them, or stop what they are doing to ask if there is any way that they could help them. Sometimes prayers need action on our part.

    Lord, help us all at ABC to reach out to those that are just trying to get back home.
    Many Blessings, Claire

  • Cheryl Riddick
    June 9, 2016 at 1:53 pm  - Reply

    Having lost a child in a large park I understand the panic. First I thank God, for I’m sure he was watching over Brayden during this event. However as a retired educator, I would like to applaud all the people in Brayden’s life who taught him skills needed for being in unknown territory. He at some point realized he didn’t know where he was, he continued to look for the familiar. He stated when he saw 35 he knew he could get back to your house. He also used talking out loud to keep moving forward, even if he didn’t realize this was a way of handling stress. Events and people in his life prepared him to react in such a positive way.

  • Thank you, Scott, for sharing your experience. I’ve been so disgusted with the finger pointing I continue to see in the media/ social media. Unfortunately, our society is set up in such a fashion in which when something goes wrong, blame must be bestowed upon someone: the officer, the teacher, the parent, the pastor. People lean toward seeing the worst in others automatically. Offense is taken far too easily. I fear simple kindness is disappearing.
    Noone is perfect. And sometimes things just happen. It’s called life. Blame isn’t always the answer.
    Thank you for the reminder to be kind and compassionate.

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