It's the evening of your 10th birthday. We just left your room. We let you stay up to read, after all it is your birthday. And a big one at that. You were born 10 years ago, at 6:01 pm. And nothing about my life has been the same. 10 years of loving you so much it defies words. 10 years of prayers. 10 years of watching you grow. 10 years cleaning up after you. 10 years feeding you. 10 years of hugs. 10 years of kisses. 10 years being a mom.
You are growing into a pretty spectacular young man. Tonight as we did our family worship, I found myself amazed at your understanding of scripture. Daddy asked why we can have confidence to enter the holy place? You answered with a beautiful explanation of the cross being our confidence. You explained that in the Old Testament only the high priest could enter the holy place and only once a year to make atonement for sin. But then you said that when Jesus died, the curtain around the holy place was torn because his death made a way for us to enter. I'm not exaggerating. You used these exact words. I am so humbled to be your mom and to watch God working in your life in such a powerful way.
You have also grown into a reader. I mean, you've always been a good reader, but this year you have fallen in love with books. You have a book with you every where you go. You read in the car. Standing in line at Chick-fil-a. At the BCM. Before bed. Basically anywhere you can. Six weeks into 2016 and you have already read 9 novels. You finished the entire Percy Jackson series, the first book in the Wingfeather Saga, and you are on book3 of the Underland Chronicles.
You've also fallen in love with 2 other things- Star Wars and Harry Potter. We've been reading the Harry Potter series out loud together as a family and you are loving every moment. And this year, you watched all the Star Wars movies with Dad. It's been so much fun to enjoy these things together.
You still love to play outside. You really enjoyed playing flag football this year and you did pretty good too! You loved to watch Auburn games on Saturdays and Panthers games on Sundays. It is so fun to watch you grow. Sometimes I get sad thinking about how big you are already, but really it's such a joy to watch football with you, talk about books and Jesus, to watch you learn in school.
I'm just so proud to be your mom. You and I, we're a lot alike. You're not perfect. I'm far from perfect. We have our conflicts because of our personalities. But above all us, we love well, you and me. You love your siblings well. You love me and your dad well. You are a gift to this family.
We love you, sweet boy. So thankful that God gave you to us. Praying for God to continue revealing himself to you, to work in our life, for His glory and for your sanctification. Happy 10th Birthday. Thanks for making me a mom. Thanks for the best 10 years.
We love you, no matter what, forever and ever!