My Boys

Be on your guard stand firm in the faith be men of courage be strong 1 Corinthians 16:13

I pray over my boys that they with stand firm in their faith and be mighty men of God, that they will seek His will for their lives.

My boys mean so much to me, I can't even begin to put into words how much!  I am not one of those mother's who shuts her eyes and refuses to believe that her boys do no wrong. My rug-rats are your typical little boys who struggle with sin in their lives and have their own thorns to lay down. I am not naive to think my precious little darlings are "angles".  They are not Bad boys with good moments they are Good boys with bad moments. I am proud when I see Christ like behavior come from them.

 I never understood, until I had children of my own, how my momma could say she didn't love one of her children more or less she loved all of us, but you love each one differently. You love them for who they are!

My oldest son, he definitely has your typical "Older Sibling Syndrome", He is confident in himself, he wants to lead, he is so intelligent, learning comes very easy to him. He is protective. He wants to do right and please. He uses his manners.  He hides a softer side to himself and on occasion only shows those closest to him his vulnerability.

My middle son, has a tender heart.  He is your gentle giant, He faces everything head on with full force. Everything and yes I mean Everything is approached as a full contact sport...even sleeping. He faces the world with no fear. He is kind and generous.

My youngest, can make me laugh in the midst of a storm, is my ray of sunshine, brings joy and laughter, he is a stinker, he is my cuddle bug, still let's me know I am his bestest momma. Gives big hugs and sweet kisses.

I love my boys so much, they are truly a gift.