Oh my! I have 4 girls ages 5, 4, 2, & 1 & we have found out we are having our first BOY due in March! We are so excited & I am feeling a little bit, um, unprepared to take care of a boy! But I am thrilled all the same & can’t wait till he’s here. God is blessing us with a baby boy, whom I can’t wait to raise into a little man of God. Quite a responsiblity!
Starsays
What do I love about my sons? Wow.. What a BIG question! I love their peaceful smiles, the sweet hugs and their ever present desire to help out Mama….. I love to watch them find success after a struggle (from the baby, who is learning to walk- to my big boy (9) who was sooo nervous for his Christmas play it almost made him sick- and then the joy when he made it through and did a GREAT job!) I love to hear the awesome prayers sent to the throne of God. I love to see my oldest spring to the rescue of his little sister and brother…
I can’t even do this question justice- those are just a couple of things that I love about my sons…
I love that my sons are so creative in their play. From making legos to drawing pictures they just have such great creativity. I have heard great things about this DVD and I pray it would strengthen our family as I feel we really need it right now.
I don’t have any son’s yet. My husband longs for one. He is the only son left to carry on his dad’s name and his dad died when he was three. We have three precious blessings and pray that the Lord’s will be done about our longings for a boy.
M
Kimsays
The statement, “tell me in a comment what you love about your sons” is loaded for me. You see, I have had my almost 13 year old son for only 4 years. He’s older than my marriage, as my husband and I adopted he and his younger sister 4 years ago. He has a lot of baggage and when we had him tested a year ago, I reeled at the 10+ individual diagnoses, none of them physical. My son has endured things that would make your blood curdle. And his behaviors bely that. Yet, my son, my dear, dear son…Oh, what he has taught me about my AWESOME all powerful God, Who “gives life to the dead and calls into being that which does not exist”. If it had not been for my son, I would never have met one of the dearest friends God has ever privileged in my life who has spurred me on in my walk with God in ways I could not have even known how to pray for. My dear son has taught me about forgiveness. My dear son, who has said words that no son should say to his mother, yet could because I was not going to tear him “limb from limb” as his biological mom, he told me, would. My dear son, who in all his pain, has the most incredible sense of humor. My dear son, who is learning to trust the One who was with him in all the horrors of his previous life and is learning to trust Him. My dear son, whom God has privileged me with to teach me about holiness, love and trusting Him. Does my son need me? Maybe. Do I need him? Without a doubt. God has so blessed me.
Dahartsays
WEll penny. What do I love about my sons? I think Kim answered most of them for me at least about my one son who is new here as of 1.5 mos ago. But the son I gave birth to (13 years ago) What do I love about him is his whole heart attitude. what ever he does he does it with his whole heart and he tends to be VERY careful of the words he speaks due to the power they have to hurt or help. HE loves to help me, mama any time I ask or even when i don’t. HE will come up to me when I am cooking and just stand there and tell me about his day even tho I was there for 98 % of it. It helps to hear a different perspective on it. When he was little he would slay the dragons to save his sister and there are times that he still does that when they play. He still protects his little sister now age 11 when things get really heated between the two of them. WE have now added a third child to the mix a young man who at times tends to be a bit “too worldly” for this poor mamas heart but is also teaching me things my sweet younger son couldn’t. He is the son who has been here for 1.5 mos He is totally trying and pushes all of the buttons that create as much tension as possible within the house. But he also brings MUCH much laughter and joy. The LORD says “joy comes in the morning” and yes I can totally see that with this child. HE is 16 but acts like he is 10 or younger. He has been ps schooled, and abused by his step dad and OLDER brother and honestly negelected by his mom as she did nothing to stop it ( she did her best but not enough). so we are dealing with a lot of anger issues similar to what Kim is but there is usually a smile on his face and a hug for me during the day. I love both of my sons ( that are here in the house with me) and my daughter ( she is here too). My DH has one other son he is 30 yo. ANd he too is more worldly than I would care for and was negelected by his mom. but he has grown into a remarkable young man. HE tends to protect the women in his life kind of a john wayne type person. one of the reasons he isn;t married yet. But that is one of the reasons I love him too.
There are just too many to list here and I hope you can read my heart for my sons in this.
D
Trishsays
Hi Penny,
I have 4 sons and am very grateful to the Lord for all of them. They each have different gifts and have been a blessing in many ways. They are developing into godly young men. They have a sense of protection, being a gentleman, an are hard workers. I am grateful for all the help they give with various duties that need to be done around the house. My oldest son drives and is willing to go to the store when I need something. They chop wood when needed, fulfill household duties, and just bring joy to our home. They are helpers to their dad, and learning to be gentlemen to their sisters. Some of them bring us joy through laughter, some with being gentle and more tenderhearted. I am also encouraged by their walk with the Lord, which encourages my walk with Him. I am looking forward to the future and have enjoyed watching how the Lord is developing their character, and walk with Him. Blessings, Trish
Oh my. I have looked at this for so long in their catalog. My sons and I received a Vision Forum catalog this past year and all we have done is drool! 🙂 Not only are the items they carry quality and enriching, their committment to the ideals behind them is astonishing in this day and age. But, enough about Vision Forum, this isn’t supposed to be an add for them though I could do that quite easily.
You asked us as mother’s to write about what makes our boys so precious to us. To “win” this item we must write about our sons. Well, I have not read through the other responses that are here and seeing as this is Thursday morning, I hope I am not too late.
If you visit my blog, you will find a post there that speaks on how angry I was with my sons. I have three now, at the time I was pregnant with my 4th child. Yes, one baby is in Heaven rejoicing with Jesus. Anway, on that particular day my sons had about driven me over the edge. When I re-read my post I cringe. Not because I don’t believe we all have those days, but because I didn’t take the time to give the whole truth. We do all have those days but the truth is, our children are such a marvelous blessing to us. I also have a step-son who is now 20 years old. He is living independently and it is a joy to see him thriving. You see, he was adopted and his biological mother was an addict. He has had many years of “problems” and the physical harm he has put us in has been really scary at times. Through those years of dealing with his mental illness, I thought surely God didn’t intend for us to live like this and would intervene. He did, but not how I thought He would or should. Instead, He worked in me. He has shown me how to love a person who is difficult to love. He showed me that love is not always sappy feelings but is a choice made moment by moment in each situation. Love is choosing the good for another even when they hurt us, use us or even abuse us. Love is setting boundaries for our safety and sanity but also for the one who is in the wrong. Love is willing to forgive even when there is no apology or repentance. Love reduces our pride and teaches us humility. In this, I have seen God redeem my stubbornness and has delivered my step-son. He is so happy now. Happiness is not something he knew growing up. His particular illnesses and conditions don’t allow much true joy, now, he is learning to stand on his own two feet and that he is worthwhile and does have something to give this world. He is exploring his gifts and faith and seeing that he too can be a man of integrity. How different from the many weekends of bringing him to hospitals trying to find help for him, the institutions, the meds, the dark days of seeing him thrashing about on the floor or destroying the house because he didn’t get his way. Now, we have peace in our home when he is here. Why? Prayer and obedience to God’s word. Even when I wanted to run away and give up on him, I bent my knee and bowed my heart before God and submitted to His way. It is never easy to do this in such extremes, but it can be hard even when we don’t have extremes. Humility is a tough road and not always easy but it is so worth the trip and the rewards are life-altering. That was my first experience as a mom, not even to my own flesh and blood, but well worth it. The lessons learned there are what teaches me now with the boys God has further given to me. I will continue to write on them as they are the ones in my sphere at present.
My sons are beautiful, handsome, creative and fun! They have the best senses of humor! Kyle loves to talk to others and is so relational. He is innocent in his understanding and amazing in his ability to communicate to others. He is sensitive, sweet and oh so very charming. I wish I could put a video up of him to show you how delightful he is. Nathan is whom we refer to as “A Party Waiting to Happen!” that is his personality to a “T”. He was born prematurely at 33wks and has lived on the edge since! Oh the stories I could tell!! They both live this life with a twinkle in their eyes and a smile on their lips. I smile just sitting here thinking on them. Let’s not forget my newest little bundle either! Ryan is just coming up on one month of age and he is already fun. The smiles and the coos, the quiet times nursing (when we get quiet moments! lol). To hold a little baby again and to have him is more than I can express. I never thought I’d be blessed this way again but God had different plans and I am so grateful that He did!
But is this all there is? I could write all day about our adventures, our fun times together, our simple daily laughs and yes, also our darker moments. The disclipline, the whining, oh the whining! The areas of struggle they have with obeying, getting along, responsibility, etc. The usual. My boys are 7, 4 and 1 month, they are still learning. So am I.
That is where the real blessing is. My boys are many wonderful things but I at times am not. God has trusted me with raising these sons to become men. What do I know about being a man? Nothing really. Yes, I have a wonderful husband who will take the charge but at these tender ages and being the one they spend the most time with, I bear the load. To create men of Faith, honor, integrity, courage, truth, wow! It is down right daunting most days and I tremble before God with that load. In this my weaknesses are exposed, I lay bare before God with my sinful nature and my selfishness wrapped around my like a garment. I can only beg Him for help as these are His future men, His precious creations entrusted to a woman who by her old nature could do much harm but in God’s Grace is learning differently.
To me, having sons is a great challenge to understand the mysteries of another gender. To learn to accept those differences on many different levels. When I want to save the ant or caterpillar and before I can catch it, squish happens. When I want to get domestic in the kitchen they want to make it into a science experiment! When we are outside and I figure they can play in the sandbox while I read a page or two only to be interrupted by some forsaken creature being dangled infront of my nose or two sand-monsters infront of me (how there is even any sand left in that box is beyond me, it must surely be in my septic by now after all the stuff removed from their heads!). You know, I wouldn’t trade it for the world. Even on our really tough days when I feel overwhelmed, exhausted and alone. Those grubby little hands that reach for me will one day reach out and take another woman’s hand and forge a life with her as his one and only lady, they will one day be the hands that will make decisions in the world of careers, they will comfort their own children and also be the ones to bring correction, they will fold many times in prayer to God for guidance and ultimately leave this earth to take His hand in Heaven. *tears* Am I grateful? You bet. Am I scared? Absolutely!! Do I love them? More than you or anyone will ever know.
They are only 7, 4 and 1 month. Life is just unfolding for them and for me. They want to make their way in this world and find out who they are, I too want to know who I am. How to be their mother, how to raise these boys to the calling that I have been given. Only through much prayer and humility will this happen.
You know, I’m so glad for your contest because in reflecting on this subject, I am blessed already. I am truly a blessed woman. To be a step-mom and mom and see God’s hand is more than a reward. Thank you!!!!
why do i love my boys? because although i thought birthing a boy would make the boy less mysterious, i’m finding they are still so, so utterly *other*. They are so different from me, from their sisters, they think in a totally different way, and yet already in them i can see the men they are growing to be. I worry, and my darling husband just continues being the man/dad/husband he is, and i hope we’re doing the right things, but inside each of those boys, is a man growing, and sometimes looking out at me from those eyes. I LOVE the emergence of the man and i kind of date it from their first unselfish “others first” act. Some i’m sure i don’t see, but there’s always one that grabs me and make me see he’s growing up to be not just any man, but a man like his dad, a man like God wants him to be… and i get to be his mama a few more years 🙂 what a blessing!
lisasays
hI! I have a son. He is 17.He was the most beautiful baby you ever saw. He was happy all the time , till he was around 3 1/2 -4 years. Then he was molested by church members , both men and women.He was an angry child, they told him we knew what they were doing.No, cause if, I could ever find out the whole truth that only God knows he knows I would be sitting ina prison cell. The hell we went through for close to 4 years finally got better. At age 9 , we were at a prophecy meeting and the man asked for people who wanted to be faithful to Christ. We were at the top of the auditorium and he went all the way to the bottom and went and stood all by himself. Carl asked what he was down there to do and said he wanted to always be faithful to Christ.there were about 200 people there. This was a moment to treasure , as after the stuff he went through. He hated God and us. The people who abused him sometimes used the Jesus and other Bible character costumes from the church plays.He is stronger in his belief in Christ than many adults I know and will tell you if you are doing something you shouldn’t be.lately, he has been disobedient and angry again, A friend we trusted betrayed our trust and it has taken a toll on my son. At 17 , he still gives us a hug and kiss at night. Some may see this as him being babyish, but he is not. Most parents don’t have anyplace in their teenagers heart by that age. I love him , am proud of what he has overcome and has been able to forgive.Pray that he will remain faithful. God sends us the children we need to work out the kinks in our character. blessings,lisa
Stephaniesays
Penny,
What a contest..and what beautiful repiles you have gotten..I love reading what everyone here has shared about their sons.
My son is the baby, the youngest of 3. I love the way he wants to be just like his father.. I see it in hime so much more than my girls trying to be like me. It’s so wonderful to watch him and teach him. Sometimes rough and tumble, wrestling with his cousins ( and, unfortunately sometimes his sisters!) , then again, sweet and caring, holding the door open for me or carrying the groceries for me…it makes my heart melt.
Emily Quintana says
Oh my! I have 4 girls ages 5, 4, 2, & 1 & we have found out we are having our first BOY due in March! We are so excited & I am feeling a little bit, um, unprepared to take care of a boy! But I am thrilled all the same & can’t wait till he’s here. God is blessing us with a baby boy, whom I can’t wait to raise into a little man of God. Quite a responsiblity!
Star says
What do I love about my sons? Wow.. What a BIG question! I love their peaceful smiles, the sweet hugs and their ever present desire to help out Mama….. I love to watch them find success after a struggle (from the baby, who is learning to walk- to my big boy (9) who was sooo nervous for his Christmas play it almost made him sick- and then the joy when he made it through and did a GREAT job!) I love to hear the awesome prayers sent to the throne of God. I love to see my oldest spring to the rescue of his little sister and brother…
I can’t even do this question justice- those are just a couple of things that I love about my sons…
Jamie says
I love that my sons are so creative in their play. From making legos to drawing pictures they just have such great creativity. I have heard great things about this DVD and I pray it would strengthen our family as I feel we really need it right now.
Melissa W. says
I don’t have any son’s yet. My husband longs for one. He is the only son left to carry on his dad’s name and his dad died when he was three. We have three precious blessings and pray that the Lord’s will be done about our longings for a boy.
M
Kim says
The statement, “tell me in a comment what you love about your sons” is loaded for me. You see, I have had my almost 13 year old son for only 4 years. He’s older than my marriage, as my husband and I adopted he and his younger sister 4 years ago. He has a lot of baggage and when we had him tested a year ago, I reeled at the 10+ individual diagnoses, none of them physical. My son has endured things that would make your blood curdle. And his behaviors bely that. Yet, my son, my dear, dear son…Oh, what he has taught me about my AWESOME all powerful God, Who “gives life to the dead and calls into being that which does not exist”. If it had not been for my son, I would never have met one of the dearest friends God has ever privileged in my life who has spurred me on in my walk with God in ways I could not have even known how to pray for. My dear son has taught me about forgiveness. My dear son, who has said words that no son should say to his mother, yet could because I was not going to tear him “limb from limb” as his biological mom, he told me, would. My dear son, who in all his pain, has the most incredible sense of humor. My dear son, who is learning to trust the One who was with him in all the horrors of his previous life and is learning to trust Him. My dear son, whom God has privileged me with to teach me about holiness, love and trusting Him. Does my son need me? Maybe. Do I need him? Without a doubt. God has so blessed me.
Dahart says
WEll penny. What do I love about my sons? I think Kim answered most of them for me at least about my one son who is new here as of 1.5 mos ago. But the son I gave birth to (13 years ago) What do I love about him is his whole heart attitude. what ever he does he does it with his whole heart and he tends to be VERY careful of the words he speaks due to the power they have to hurt or help. HE loves to help me, mama any time I ask or even when i don’t. HE will come up to me when I am cooking and just stand there and tell me about his day even tho I was there for 98 % of it. It helps to hear a different perspective on it. When he was little he would slay the dragons to save his sister and there are times that he still does that when they play. He still protects his little sister now age 11 when things get really heated between the two of them. WE have now added a third child to the mix a young man who at times tends to be a bit “too worldly” for this poor mamas heart but is also teaching me things my sweet younger son couldn’t. He is the son who has been here for 1.5 mos He is totally trying and pushes all of the buttons that create as much tension as possible within the house. But he also brings MUCH much laughter and joy. The LORD says “joy comes in the morning” and yes I can totally see that with this child. HE is 16 but acts like he is 10 or younger. He has been ps schooled, and abused by his step dad and OLDER brother and honestly negelected by his mom as she did nothing to stop it ( she did her best but not enough). so we are dealing with a lot of anger issues similar to what Kim is but there is usually a smile on his face and a hug for me during the day. I love both of my sons ( that are here in the house with me) and my daughter ( she is here too). My DH has one other son he is 30 yo. ANd he too is more worldly than I would care for and was negelected by his mom. but he has grown into a remarkable young man. HE tends to protect the women in his life kind of a john wayne type person. one of the reasons he isn;t married yet. But that is one of the reasons I love him too.
There are just too many to list here and I hope you can read my heart for my sons in this.
D
Trish says
Hi Penny,
I have 4 sons and am very grateful to the Lord for all of them. They each have different gifts and have been a blessing in many ways. They are developing into godly young men. They have a sense of protection, being a gentleman, an are hard workers. I am grateful for all the help they give with various duties that need to be done around the house. My oldest son drives and is willing to go to the store when I need something. They chop wood when needed, fulfill household duties, and just bring joy to our home. They are helpers to their dad, and learning to be gentlemen to their sisters. Some of them bring us joy through laughter, some with being gentle and more tenderhearted. I am also encouraged by their walk with the Lord, which encourages my walk with Him. I am looking forward to the future and have enjoyed watching how the Lord is developing their character, and walk with Him. Blessings, Trish
Bethany says
Oh my. I have looked at this for so long in their catalog. My sons and I received a Vision Forum catalog this past year and all we have done is drool! 🙂 Not only are the items they carry quality and enriching, their committment to the ideals behind them is astonishing in this day and age. But, enough about Vision Forum, this isn’t supposed to be an add for them though I could do that quite easily.
You asked us as mother’s to write about what makes our boys so precious to us. To “win” this item we must write about our sons. Well, I have not read through the other responses that are here and seeing as this is Thursday morning, I hope I am not too late.
If you visit my blog, you will find a post there that speaks on how angry I was with my sons. I have three now, at the time I was pregnant with my 4th child. Yes, one baby is in Heaven rejoicing with Jesus. Anway, on that particular day my sons had about driven me over the edge. When I re-read my post I cringe. Not because I don’t believe we all have those days, but because I didn’t take the time to give the whole truth. We do all have those days but the truth is, our children are such a marvelous blessing to us. I also have a step-son who is now 20 years old. He is living independently and it is a joy to see him thriving. You see, he was adopted and his biological mother was an addict. He has had many years of “problems” and the physical harm he has put us in has been really scary at times. Through those years of dealing with his mental illness, I thought surely God didn’t intend for us to live like this and would intervene. He did, but not how I thought He would or should. Instead, He worked in me. He has shown me how to love a person who is difficult to love. He showed me that love is not always sappy feelings but is a choice made moment by moment in each situation. Love is choosing the good for another even when they hurt us, use us or even abuse us. Love is setting boundaries for our safety and sanity but also for the one who is in the wrong. Love is willing to forgive even when there is no apology or repentance. Love reduces our pride and teaches us humility. In this, I have seen God redeem my stubbornness and has delivered my step-son. He is so happy now. Happiness is not something he knew growing up. His particular illnesses and conditions don’t allow much true joy, now, he is learning to stand on his own two feet and that he is worthwhile and does have something to give this world. He is exploring his gifts and faith and seeing that he too can be a man of integrity. How different from the many weekends of bringing him to hospitals trying to find help for him, the institutions, the meds, the dark days of seeing him thrashing about on the floor or destroying the house because he didn’t get his way. Now, we have peace in our home when he is here. Why? Prayer and obedience to God’s word. Even when I wanted to run away and give up on him, I bent my knee and bowed my heart before God and submitted to His way. It is never easy to do this in such extremes, but it can be hard even when we don’t have extremes. Humility is a tough road and not always easy but it is so worth the trip and the rewards are life-altering. That was my first experience as a mom, not even to my own flesh and blood, but well worth it. The lessons learned there are what teaches me now with the boys God has further given to me. I will continue to write on them as they are the ones in my sphere at present.
My sons are beautiful, handsome, creative and fun! They have the best senses of humor! Kyle loves to talk to others and is so relational. He is innocent in his understanding and amazing in his ability to communicate to others. He is sensitive, sweet and oh so very charming. I wish I could put a video up of him to show you how delightful he is. Nathan is whom we refer to as “A Party Waiting to Happen!” that is his personality to a “T”. He was born prematurely at 33wks and has lived on the edge since! Oh the stories I could tell!! They both live this life with a twinkle in their eyes and a smile on their lips. I smile just sitting here thinking on them. Let’s not forget my newest little bundle either! Ryan is just coming up on one month of age and he is already fun. The smiles and the coos, the quiet times nursing (when we get quiet moments! lol). To hold a little baby again and to have him is more than I can express. I never thought I’d be blessed this way again but God had different plans and I am so grateful that He did!
But is this all there is? I could write all day about our adventures, our fun times together, our simple daily laughs and yes, also our darker moments. The disclipline, the whining, oh the whining! The areas of struggle they have with obeying, getting along, responsibility, etc. The usual. My boys are 7, 4 and 1 month, they are still learning. So am I.
That is where the real blessing is. My boys are many wonderful things but I at times am not. God has trusted me with raising these sons to become men. What do I know about being a man? Nothing really. Yes, I have a wonderful husband who will take the charge but at these tender ages and being the one they spend the most time with, I bear the load. To create men of Faith, honor, integrity, courage, truth, wow! It is down right daunting most days and I tremble before God with that load. In this my weaknesses are exposed, I lay bare before God with my sinful nature and my selfishness wrapped around my like a garment. I can only beg Him for help as these are His future men, His precious creations entrusted to a woman who by her old nature could do much harm but in God’s Grace is learning differently.
To me, having sons is a great challenge to understand the mysteries of another gender. To learn to accept those differences on many different levels. When I want to save the ant or caterpillar and before I can catch it, squish happens. When I want to get domestic in the kitchen they want to make it into a science experiment! When we are outside and I figure they can play in the sandbox while I read a page or two only to be interrupted by some forsaken creature being dangled infront of my nose or two sand-monsters infront of me (how there is even any sand left in that box is beyond me, it must surely be in my septic by now after all the stuff removed from their heads!). You know, I wouldn’t trade it for the world. Even on our really tough days when I feel overwhelmed, exhausted and alone. Those grubby little hands that reach for me will one day reach out and take another woman’s hand and forge a life with her as his one and only lady, they will one day be the hands that will make decisions in the world of careers, they will comfort their own children and also be the ones to bring correction, they will fold many times in prayer to God for guidance and ultimately leave this earth to take His hand in Heaven. *tears* Am I grateful? You bet. Am I scared? Absolutely!! Do I love them? More than you or anyone will ever know.
They are only 7, 4 and 1 month. Life is just unfolding for them and for me. They want to make their way in this world and find out who they are, I too want to know who I am. How to be their mother, how to raise these boys to the calling that I have been given. Only through much prayer and humility will this happen.
You know, I’m so glad for your contest because in reflecting on this subject, I am blessed already. I am truly a blessed woman. To be a step-mom and mom and see God’s hand is more than a reward. Thank you!!!!
Blessed Christmas to you!
Bethany
Stephanie Fehler says
why do i love my boys? because although i thought birthing a boy would make the boy less mysterious, i’m finding they are still so, so utterly *other*. They are so different from me, from their sisters, they think in a totally different way, and yet already in them i can see the men they are growing to be. I worry, and my darling husband just continues being the man/dad/husband he is, and i hope we’re doing the right things, but inside each of those boys, is a man growing, and sometimes looking out at me from those eyes. I LOVE the emergence of the man and i kind of date it from their first unselfish “others first” act. Some i’m sure i don’t see, but there’s always one that grabs me and make me see he’s growing up to be not just any man, but a man like his dad, a man like God wants him to be… and i get to be his mama a few more years 🙂 what a blessing!
lisa says
hI! I have a son. He is 17.He was the most beautiful baby you ever saw. He was happy all the time , till he was around 3 1/2 -4 years. Then he was molested by church members , both men and women.He was an angry child, they told him we knew what they were doing.No, cause if, I could ever find out the whole truth that only God knows he knows I would be sitting ina prison cell. The hell we went through for close to 4 years finally got better. At age 9 , we were at a prophecy meeting and the man asked for people who wanted to be faithful to Christ. We were at the top of the auditorium and he went all the way to the bottom and went and stood all by himself. Carl asked what he was down there to do and said he wanted to always be faithful to Christ.there were about 200 people there. This was a moment to treasure , as after the stuff he went through. He hated God and us. The people who abused him sometimes used the Jesus and other Bible character costumes from the church plays.He is stronger in his belief in Christ than many adults I know and will tell you if you are doing something you shouldn’t be.lately, he has been disobedient and angry again, A friend we trusted betrayed our trust and it has taken a toll on my son. At 17 , he still gives us a hug and kiss at night. Some may see this as him being babyish, but he is not. Most parents don’t have anyplace in their teenagers heart by that age. I love him , am proud of what he has overcome and has been able to forgive.Pray that he will remain faithful. God sends us the children we need to work out the kinks in our character. blessings,lisa
Stephanie says
Penny,
What a contest..and what beautiful repiles you have gotten..I love reading what everyone here has shared about their sons.
My son is the baby, the youngest of 3. I love the way he wants to be just like his father.. I see it in hime so much more than my girls trying to be like me. It’s so wonderful to watch him and teach him. Sometimes rough and tumble, wrestling with his cousins ( and, unfortunately sometimes his sisters!) , then again, sweet and caring, holding the door open for me or carrying the groceries for me…it makes my heart melt.