This was a common phrase when Nathan was a little guy. He doesn't tell us this anymore, but for several years it was his favorite thing to say. Today he turned 18. Wow! Where have the years gone? Yesterday I had a smiling two year old, baseball cap on his head, hands in his pockets. What a wonderful little boy he was. He is every bit as wonderful today, just slightly larger... As a baby he was enthralled by music, now he makes his own. A few years ago he learned to play the guitar and now he is teaching himself to play the piano. Music is his passion. I wonder where it will take him someday?
I am a work in the hands of the Master Potter. I pray that His fingerprints are all over me as I walk through this life. This is my journey. Thank you, Jesus, for not giving up on me.
I am mom to seven beautiful grown ups and grandma to ten beautiful grandchildren.