I have a son. He is 18 years old. I was so moved by a WP freshly pressed article I read over at https://serendipitydodah.wordpress.com I thought I would share it here, especially because it made me wonder: “what if this were me? what would I do? how would I behave?”
“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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As my heritage and reward from the Lord, my son 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 those less fortunate as I do and tries to understand the ‘other point of view’ even when it’s a struggle. More importantly and above all, he is blessed and touched by God, and for this I am thankful.