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I believe that my son is a gift of God – the hope of a new tomorrow.
I believe that immeasurable possibilities lie slumbering in my son.
I believe the God has planned a perfect plan for his future and that His love shall always surround him; and so I believe that he shall grow up! – first creeping, the toddling, then standing, stretching skyward for a decade and a half – until he reaches full structure – a man!
I believe that he can and will be molded and shaped between infancy and adulthood – as a tree is shaped by the gardener, and the clay vessel in the potter’s hand, or the shoreline of the sea under the watery hand of the mighty waves; by home and church, by school and street, through sights and sounds, and the touch of my hand on his hand and Christ’s spirit on his heart!
So, I believe that he shall mature only as a person can – through laughter and tears; through trial and error; by reward and punishment; through affection and discipline, until he stretches his wings and leaves the nest to fly.
O God, believe in my son.
Help me to live that he may always believe in me – and so, in Thee. |
