My boy...

Today during church we shared in the Lord's Supper. A usual communion Sunday takes place after all the kids are dismissed to Sunday school. Today was a little different. So that everyone, including Sunday school teachers and helpers could partake, communion was served before Sunday school. My little ones were very curious about this passing out of "treats". As the "wine" was being passed, Jack's eyes as big as saucers watched as I took it out of the tray and held it quietly. He looked at me, and then the tiny little cup, leaned in slowly and whispered "Can I have a sip?”

As we were waiting for the ushers to serve everyone, my sweet boy puts his soft little arm around my neck and says "I lud you Mommy". My heart melted.

I never knew what a joy it would be to have a son. The bond between mother and son is different than mother and daughter. I can’t explain it, and don’t know if I will ever be able to put my finger on it. What I do know is that it is an honor and privilege to raise him into a godly man. The Lord has entrusted me to care for my children and grow them in the way they should go. Who am I to carry out this task?! I am a failure much of the time. But in those God given moments when we get a taste of the sweet fruit, I am in awe that I have been so blessed. (I'll be braggin on Gracie later!)