I have a lot of blogging to catch up on from the past two weeks; but it's going to have to wait. Right now my heart hurts a little-Ok, it's going to sound completely ridiculous to most of you but when I tucked Andrew into bed tonight, I noticed the beginning of some hair forming on his upper lip. I have had a pit in my stomach since. I know I'm being dramatic, I just can't help it. It's just that he's my first baby boy and to me he's still a little boy{I'm trying to ignore the tears in my eyes.) I've taken such comfort from the fact that he still loves to play with toys and all the boy stuff that 11 year old do. But when I saw what could be the beginning of a mustache I got very sad But God made it clear to me tonight that we are on the threshold. We need wisdom from our Lord how to train and lead these boys that I love so much. My prayer is that my boys will grow to honor, obey, and fear the Lord of Creation. There are times I feel so unworthy and incapable to lead them. Thanks to the Lord for his abundant mercy and love.
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that made me cry. seriously.
and then I cried again when I recounted the story to James.
aw... I cried when I saw my mustache first start to grow, too. ;-)
I appreciate this post, steph . . .
no mustaches around here yet, but I get those reminders too - - and they are good, aren't they? they shake me out of the (pleasant)monotony of everyday life and remind me of the bigger visions and purposes of parenting.
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