I took a shower with [fake] snakes more than once last week.
He often comes to the front door with a lizard or two he’s just caught riding on his shoulder or on top of his head.
One of his favorite things to play with is dirt—adding a bit of water only makes it better.
It often seems a little cloud of dust and dirt is kicking up behind him as he mostly runs his way through life.
But this reptile loving, mud loving, wants-to-be-a-farmer-one-day little boy of mine has the sweetest heart—the most precious soul.
He keeps me supplied with fresh flowers in the Spring. He runs to hug me and tell me good morning each day. He still occasionally asks if I can hold him, and you better believe I do.
He prayed the most heartfelt prayer a few nights ago asking God to please help the war in Ukraine to end and to please watch over the children there. Many months ago he prayed asking Jesus to live in his heart. And this past weekend, on Easter Sunday, he was baptized.
I love this boy of mine, as well as his two sisters, with all of my heart. I can’t wait to see all he does as he grows up.
Will he still love snakes? Will he own a farm? I look forward to seeing what excites him, what inspires him, what he loves as he grows older. But my greatest hope is that I’ll get to watch him grow closer and closer to God—to want to know Him better, to love Him more, and to share His love with others.
I hope he takes his love for life and most importantly his love for God and use it to shine a light in this world—a light of hope, a light of peace…ultimately the light of Jesus who is our hope and peace.