So much has been going on with my mom’s health and my kids’ issues, but this is not the time or place today. I want to give a shout out to my oldest son Joshua who played his last game of church (high school) basketball today. I have marveled at the changes in him through the years, from the little kid who couldn’t dribble but had this huge smile plastered on his face, to the young man who blows me away with his intensity and drive to win, yet is gracious whether he wins or loses. I couldn’t be more proud or more grateful that he is my son. He has been a bright spot in many dark days in our family and today I grieve at another last as his senior year progresses. I marvel at the character he possesses and pray that God will protect him as he goes out into the world of college next year.
One woman came up to us after the game and said that Joshua was going to go far with that personality that draws people to him. He has always been unique, even as a little boy. He was more sensitive (but not in a girly way) and understood at age five that he wanted to give his life to the Lord. At age 11 God spoke to him at camp and placed His call upon his life for Christian ministry. Now at almost 18 he is pursuing that call as he investigates colleges for next year. I know that the difficult road our family has been on these last 10 years since the adoption was preparation for difficult days in Joshua’s own life in the years ahead.
My greatest desire for my kids has always been that they would have a relationship with the Lord when they were done with school where He would be leading them instead of me. I want to always be here for guidance and support, but my role as his teacher is coming to an end. Joshua’s coach gave me a big hug after the game and said how much he will miss him. Coach T, you have no idea how much I already miss him.