How time flies! Has it been 25 years since I first hold you in my arms? You were a tiny bundle of joy, a love at first sight.
But look at you now, towering over me, a handsome, young gentleman, a heritage from the Lord. For “sons are a heritage from the Lord, children are a reward from him. “ (Psalms 127:3) I praise God for the gift of your life.
Today, I can not find a greater gift for you but to offer a heartfelt prayer to God.
“I pray that you enjoy good health and that all may go well with you, even as your soul is getting along.” (3 John 2 )
You’ve been through a lot of health issues since you were a tiny tot but you stayed strong and determined not to let your health hinder you from reaching your goals. You’re doing the best that you can to achieve your dreams. Although you completed a college education and have a job, you still have higher goals for yourself by trying to attain your highest aspirations. Please keep believing that nothing is impossible if you trust in what God can do for you. May He always be your Strength.
“I have no greater joy than to hear that my children are walking in the truth.” (3 John 4)
You may not wear your faith in your sleeves, nor in wristbands, nor in car stickers, nor in regular presence at the church pew, but I know your heart for God is in the proper place. It shows in the quietness and gentleness of your soul, and in your daily walk with Him. And I couldn’t be more proud as your mother.
You’ve been through ups and downs. I’ve seen your tears and joy. I've seen many of your struggles. But I also see the hands of God molding you in His likeness through trials. I didn’t give up praying for you, and never will.
Your dad and i may not say nor show our love for you as often as we should, but we love you so much from the bottom of our hearts. Although I can only speak for myself, I am sorry for those times when things were rough for you, for no matter how hard I tried, I can not be the perfect mother with no faults of my own. I am trying son, but the older I get, and as my "memory" fails me (inside joke), I realize I can not attain perfection. That’s why I rely more and more on our Perfect God. I am sorry for all the drama I have caused . (I hope that added a little spice in your life! haha)
Happy Birthday JASON!!!
I couldn’t ask God for a better son.
Dear Gloria, I not only 'read' your beautiful letter to your son - I 'felt' it! As a Mom I identified with everything you wrote and it touched every emotion I could possibly feel. You have inspired me to let my children know what is in my heart - and to do it more often! This was a gift, not only to your son, but to all the 'moms' who read it. With love, always, SiS Peggy