At 11:42 am, on Friday, December 20, 2013, you were born. You entered with a scream and a wail that didn't stop until you were tightly swaddled and cradled in Daddy's arms. Now, a year later, you wear a smile more often than not and hold an irreplaceable piece of my heart.
You like to see the action: your face ping-ponging to catch it all. You like to be with your siblings: your laugh is fullest around them. You like to play outside: your delight for freedom in fresh air is obvious.
The scope of God's love for you? You cannot fathom. The plans God has for you? Only he knows. The purpose of your life? To know God and enjoy him. My privilege in all of this? A front row seat to see God work in you.