It has been one year since God placed into our hands even greater joy. One whole year that he opened our hearts to even greater love. One whole year since our youngest son came into the world, at a time that the medical world calls early but God called perfect. One whole year since he took his first breath- since we stood over his tiny little body, watching and prayed for his lungs to get strong- thanking God for the gift of oxygen. All the sleepness nights and the many hours of rocking and hushing, nursing and changing, and staring at a tiny helpless miracle have passed.
Now there is laughter. Now there is unfettered curiosity that can turn a home upside down. Now there is eyebrow raises, mischievous looks followed by a smile. Now there are little chubby legs that bounce and kick to the sound of music. Now there are tiny chubby feet learning to walk. Now there are hands clapping. Now there is a one year old boy, who delights in life with so much momentum that one cannot help but be inspired to do the same. All the hard work of caring for an infant begins to pay and pay big. And new challenges arise. Like how to keep him from climbing the stairs, and the chairs, and away from the toilets and the ever fascinating plunger.
Oh, I just love this boy. I could never express how much. He is such a gift, as are all our children. Each loved equally and yet each loved uniquely. For each I could write a billion words but they would never be enough to capture the extent of their greatness and their worth.
Each child an incredible reminder of how much God loves us. Today on our one year old’s birthday, whoever may read this- I want you to know that you are priceless. God loves you so, so much. You are loved equally. You are loved uniquely. His thoughts of you out number the grains of sand. Each of your hairs is numbered. You are celebrated. You are rejoiced over. I smile as I consider all the great things God has in store for each of you. You have grown so much over this year. There are areas where you were helpless but now you are beginning to walk. Soon you will run. I am so excited for the future of our son. And I am so excited for the future of each of you.
Happy Birthday to our son. He carries his father’s name. He carries his father’s heart.
And you, you reading this. If you are a “Christian” …
So do you.