You turned one on Saturday. I watched you. You’re different. You’re special. You bring joy and hope and good things to peoples’ lives. That will explode one day into something even more spectacular. Not because you’re my kid and I love you, but because He has good things for you that we could not even dare to imagine.
May you leave traces of God’s goodness wherever you go, and may you bring hope and compassion to those that need it most. May you feel accepted regardless of your talents, skills, or what you do, and may you always feel deeply loved and wanted. May you always know that His grace is enough. May you always return to the old roads that lead to Jesus because they are always the hardest, sweetest, and best places to be.
“For what you see and hear depends a good deal on where you are standing: it also depends on what sort of person you are.” – C.S. Lewis The Magician’s Nephew
So may you stand on the confidence that you are loved and bought with a price by a God who freely gives peace, hope, love, and salvation. May you continue to be the sort of person you are – a person of joy, excitement, intensity, hope, and healing. May you see and hear the voice of Jesus above the voices of shame or sadness, and may you see people for who God made them to be instead of how they are, for you have been given grace just as much as those.
Blessed are those whose strength is in you,
in whose heart are the highways to Zion.
When they walk through the Valley of Weeping,
it will become a place of refreshing springs.
The autumn rains will clothe it with blessing.
They will continue to grow stronger;
as each one appears before God in Zion.
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