At 4:21 Eastern Standard Time today our oldest child Joshua
turns 23.
It’s funny how a birthday can bring about a spirit of reminiscing…
I can remember everything about the moment when I held Josh
for the first time. He was tiny & pink & perfect. To say I was clueless
would be an understatement. I didn’t
know a single thing about being a mom. But as his little hand curled around my
finger, I was hooked & I knew that we would figure it out together. It wasn’t
long after that I began to wonder… “Who would this little boy be?”
When he was two, he emptied the contents of the woodstove
onto our living room floor… & I wondered.
When he was five, he climbed to the top of a tree in our
backyard… & I wondered.
When he was ten, he built a six foot ramp in our condo
complex to rollerblade off of… & I wondered.
When he was a teenager, he grew his hair long & wore band
t-shirts & baggy pants… & I wondered.
When he went to college, he played football & changed
his major & wrecked his car… twice… & still I wondered.
This year was a big one for him. He graduated from college, moved
to Florida, married a beautiful Florida girl & got a real job as a youth
& family pastor.
Well, well, well… so
this is who he is…
A husband. A pastor. A man of God.
Truly amazing.
I have no greater joy than this, to hear of my children walking in the truth.
-3 John 1:4 (NASB)
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