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Jacob is Nine!
At 11:38 PM nine years ago, I cried like the baby they had just placed in my arms as I beheld my 1st born son. Back then we enjoyed being surprised by the sex of each baby. With the advent of #5 and 6 practicality won out over the joy of that moment where nine months of suspense is culminated in your arms. But, on November 5, 1999 I was overcome by the news that I had a son. He was small, for us anyway. Only 7.1 lbs. He was Jacob Elijah and I had been dreaming of him for quite sometime.
Since then, he has delighted us with all of his boyish ways even while sending tremors of fear into our hearts. Jacob excels at everything he puts his hand to. It seems that he lacks no amount of confidence or security in who he is as 1st born son. Everything with him is black and white. His ability to assert his position is infamous. Constant training of relying on Christ more than self is what makes up most of Jake's discipleship. When Jacob reaches manhood we pray that all of his gifts and talents, confidence and security will be spent proclaiming Christ and Him crucified.
This year Jake has worked on developing his artistic abilities, being encouraged by his great-grandma Kitty. Here are some of his efforts:
He has also started baking, which I love.
Even though all of this baking and drawing is great, the thing I love most is when I see my son loving and serving the little ones who look up so much to their "Kuya Jake".
We were greatly blessed this day nine years ago. In that moment I thought I could never love him more. I was wrong.
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(Tries to suppress envy over a nine year old who can draw far better than this, err, 50++ year old! God shared that gift very unevenly in my family.)