Last week we celebrated Honorable Son #1. He is now officially an adult in the eyes of the law, 18 years old.
Eighteen years, while filled to the brim with life changes, seems to have gone by in the blink of my tear-filled eyes.
But when you break down those eighteen years into smaller parts, the enormity of all the time passed and moments lived has greater impact. Eighteen years means that I have been a mother to this amazing boy for 215.8375 months, or 6,570 days, or 157,680 hours, even more amazing-9,460,800 minutes(what??? NINE MILLION???), or how about 567,648,000 seconds. No wonder the celebration of 18 years takes your breath away!
More than nine million minutes ago God sent this gift into our lives and together we have grown. Five hundred sixty-seven million, six hundred forty-eight thousand seconds of laughter, love, frustration and tears are woven together as a foundation for this child of God to go forth into the world as an “adult” of God. And, as his mother, those same emotion-filled moments, while making my hair a little grey-er, have taken the 18 year old child of God that my parents sent into the world and shaped me into an adult dependent on God.
It is my prayer that this polite, out-going, wise, kind-hearted, strong-willed boy recognizes his blessings, goes out into the world being humble, honest, and hard-working, and lets the light of his Savior shine brightly through him on his journey.
“Let your light shine before men in such a way that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father who is in heaven.” Matthew 5:16
Happy Birthday, Son!