The day you've been so excited about for months is almost upon us! Your twelfth birthday (and, of course, those words cause me to choke up!)--can it be here already?
You've grown so much in the past year--both in stature and character. I don't want to dwell too much on the past this time, though. I want to live in the moment.
Right now you are in your room, listening to Odyssey and building something with Leggos. You are dreaming about your birthday and talking about it constantly. You are counting and recounting your money and planning what to do with it. You are enjoying summer freedom and staying up late. You are smart, funny, handsome, loveable, friendly, outgoing, inquisitive, sweet, strong, and helpful.
You have your "stuff" you're working on, like we all do, and you are learning to ask God for help. Just remember this, now and always: God doesn't make us aware of our shortcomings to condemn us, but because He wants us to be free of them. What love He has for you, LM!
I hope you'll choose to walk in freedom this next year, and for the rest of your life. In a mysterious way, that only God fully understands, we find the fullest freedom in obedience to Him. I so want you to know this concept in ways I didn't comprehend at your age.
You're a great kid, and I'm so very thankful God chose your dad and me to receive the gift of you as our child.
Happiest of Birthdays to you, my son!
Lovingly,
Mom
PS. LM: Since I started this new blog this year, if you want to find your former birthday letters, click here. The ones before these you'll have to ask me for (long story). I love ya, Buddy!
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