And today he turns 16.
And he's all the things I wanted to be as a kid.
He's a risk taker and a go getter.
And he takes very few things seriously.
Except playing. He takes playing very seriously.
I hold this kid pretty close to my heart. Because he was my unofficial firstborn. I practiced bottle feeding and diaper changing and wrestling and tag all on this little guy. And even though I had to sit through 6 hours of Barney videos everytime I babysat him I didn't mind. Because he made Barney awesome.
And now, now this boy has become a man. And I'm scared for him. Scared he will go and make some of the same mistakes I made.
Because I was 16 once and had all this life at my fingertips. But I often sacrificed the permanent at the altar of the immediate.
I cared more about possessions than people.
More about myself than anything else.
And now those feel like wasted years to me.
So I pray for this kid. I pray that he doesn't waste a minute of his life. I pray that he will love wisdom and humility. That he will be eternally minded. I pray that he speaks the gospel truth to himself and to the large circle of people around him that he influences. And I pray that he will be successful. Not as the world sees it, but as His Father does. That he will be a man of integrity and substance and unwavering faith.
I'm so proud of this guy. I'm so proud of the man he has become and is becoming.
And I love him.
I love him so much that when he goes off to college in a few years he better believe that I will
Happy Birthday, Unofficial Firstborn. This Yahoo crew loves you!
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