Friday, August 7, 2009

On turning ten

Oh my goodness, I just kissed my 9 year old goodnight for the last time. Wow, 10 years old. Already??
Ten years ago tonight, Jay and I had been to dinner with friends (Captain Tom's), and then to see a movie (Runaway Bride). I couldn't concentrate on the movie because my contractions were coming almost one right after the other. Braxton-Hicks contractions, as I had been having regularly almost my entire pregnancy, but something about these were different. My first mother's intuition. It was going to happen soon.
And here we are ten years later.

I don't always get the mothering thing down right, so believe me when I say it is only by God's grace that we've been blessed with him. With the kind of kid that he is. We point him to Him, and even with all of our faults, he sees Him. He sees Jesus in us. That is grace. I read just the other day that "Mercy is when we don't get what we deserve, but grace is when we get what we don't deserve." I don't deserve this gift, but God saw fit to allow me to be his mother. Wow, what a thought.

Reed, in you we see a kind heart, a dependable friend, a forgiving spirit, an eagerness to do right. We see Jesus in you, too. We love you so much and we are so proud that you belong to us. Happy tenth birthday...


Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday Reed....

Greg's b-day is tomorrow too but he will be older then 10 :)


Anonymous said...

That must be the sweetest thing I've ever have my heart for words, another gift from God...and that boy is exactly as you describe him......I hope he someday clearly understands how dearly he is loved........mama

Jennifer Renee said...

Wow...10 years, really!

What a lucky boy-Your love for him is so beautiful.