Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord:
and the fruit of the womb is his reward.
Fourteen years ago. It is hard to wrap my mind around that number. 14. I know they told me that I would blink, and it would pass, but I could not believe it then. I believe it now. Because I have blinked, and it has passed.
He used to be such a little thing. And now, today, he is 14. A young man. Not a little boy any more.
He is thoughtful. He worries about others, and their feelings. He would never do anything that would hurt someone's feelings on purpose. He takes the side of the underdog. He has strong convictions. He believes that right is right and wrong is wrong, and he does not give in to peer pressure.
He loves to kid with others. He is rarely serious. He is full of energy, and always has been. He knows how to have fun and to make other people smile.
He has a heart for the things of the Lord, and is sensitive to Him and His Word. He deeply wants those who do not know Christ to have the same personal relationship with Him as he does. He weeps for those who are not saved.
He loves to be outside. He loves to hunt and fish. He loves guns and knives and all things manly.
He enjoys playing sports, and gives it his all. When he is not playing, he is on the sideline fully supporting those on the field or court with encouragement and prayers.
He is a great brother. He often has patience and does the things his sisters want to do, or watches the things they want to watch.
He is funny, creative, tenderhearted and witty. He is sensitive and caring. He is talented musically. He can do anything that he puts his mind to. He is smart, and usually does great in school.