Sunday, September 5, 2010
Fire in His Eyes
Okay, so here is a confession. Each of my children are pretty darn amazing to me. Each one has a very special place in my heart. My oldest son and I click and connect together and could spend hours hanging out doing any number of activities. We simply enjoy doing stuff together. My daughter melts my heart and loves one-on-one time talking about anything but especially about God. She has insights that blow me away. Going for ice cream or breakfast with her is a delight. But my youngest son... well here is the thing. He has fire in his eyes. He is hard to look at because the intensity is overwhelming. I like to just look him in the eye until I feel like I am going to explode. He has fire in His eyes. He has since the day he was born.