Mercy.
Everyone tells you when you are in the midst of all the business of children, that time will fly and before you know it, they are gone. It’s true, every
word. How in the world can my baby be 21!?
Tim and I got a wedding present we certainly didn't expect but have been thanking the Lord for ever since, my Jordan :) (Tims too, but he can get his own blog)
Jordan was born in Boone, NC on 9/11/91, at 9:11pm, weighing in at 7'11"and the race was on! He was such a good baby. So good in fact, I thought the whole baby thing was easy..... I was pregnant again, on purpose this time :), before Jordan was 4 months old. (More on that sweet baby next month)
I look back on those days with such joy.... judy, im going to need the tissue box. The Lord blessed us with a perfect little house, a church full of friends with babies, an awesome place of ministry with Tim working at Samaritans Purse, a wonderful family (to take thousands of pictures :) and each other. And then, the time flies. Diapers, bottles, strollers and throw up turn into school, church activities, and football, which turn into high school, cars, friends, and more football (yes folks, I am a 10 year veteran of the chain gang down marker!)....... then graduation. sniff sniff
In the midst of all that flying time, Jordan asked Jesus to be his Savior when he was 5 and was baptized, all at his request. (It really is amazing to see how the Lord works in children of all ages and in so many different ways) I truly believe that it was the single most important thing my baby ever did or will do!! The day he turned 10, the Enemy attacked our shores and his life was changed. He mourned as if we had lost someone personally. He took it personally. His birthday parties at school became Patriot Day parties for years. We were friends with someone who was at West Point during 9/11 (who also shares Jordan's birthday [Happy Birthday Edward!] ) He wrote later in his West Point application that he had wanted to go there since his 10th birthday, and go there he did :) Im not sure how glad he has always been that he did go there, but he is almost done. He graduates May 25, Lord willing.
I know he will be reading this, so I wont go on and on and on about how smart and athletic and witty and handsome and (sometimes) sweet he is but I really am proud of him. He is gracious in hearing his 'smothering' mom out, even at 21. I read a short post by John Piper the other day, "Where a person or group is not spreading the Gospel, they are losing their grasp on what it actually is." It is so short but so powerful and what I would charge my baby with as he enters adulthood. My prayer is that the Lord would ever pursue him, woo him, convict him, encourage him, discipline him, guide him, and protect him.
Happy birthday son, I love you.....for eternity.... hahahaaa, thats for calling me 'smothering' :)
