how in the world did this happen? our first born son has turned eleven!?! i don't know how you measure out eleven years in any kind of way that makes sense to me, but i know that it has been given to us in laughter and tears, in blessings too great to count and too profound to fully grasp, and in deep, life-giving joy. this little boy is all-too-quickly growing up, and while i lament the stages and phases that are gone, i sit on the edge of my seat with anticipation about the days ahead for jackson and for us together. but on this day, between the past and the future, we celebrate this human being, our precious son. happy birthday, my dear boy.
a collection of words about God and life and art and baseball and football and hope and my family and my ministry and music and the immense joy in each moment of all of it. it's a record of being human. welcome.