Today I am wishing my son happy birthday as he turns 17, that odd number somewhere between teenage-hood and being recognised as an adult. A man-child who is forever reaching towards the stars as he follows his dream of becoming an Olympic Judoka and physical therapist, I wish him every good wish – not only for today, but for always.
Happy happy birthday son. I am very very proud of you (just as I was last year when I published this post). Make it a great one 🙂
Sons (and daughters) are a heritage from the Lord
Sons are a heritage from the LORD, children a reward from him. Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one’s youth. Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them. They will not be put to shame when they contend with their enemies in the gate. Psalm 127:3-5 (NIV)
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I posted this note originally in April but the words came back to me today, October 27, as I celebrate my son’s 16th birthday.
As my heritage and reward from the Lord, Nathan is much taller than I am, ‘mouthier’ than I am, and braver than I am. He is loving and kind though opinionated and stubborn. He stands up for the underdog as I do and tries to understand the ‘other point of view’ even when it’s a struggle. More importantly and…
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