The dreams are beginning for me. Dreams of what my child might become. The next Tiger Woods? (Although it sounds like the competition might be stiff because Tiger just had a boy of his own named Charlie Axel Woods.) The next Warren Buffett? The next Dave Matthews? The next Martin Luther King Jr.? The next Max Lucado? Who knows? And that is what's so exciting.
While Holly gushes about the opportunity to pick bedding and nursery, my dreams are about playing catch with my son, worshipping with him in my arms, and teaching him about the way of Christ.
What are your first memories of dreams you had for your first child?
3 comments:
We are so happy for you. It does bring back such memories, feeling the life inside of me and the wonder of it all. I loved every minute of the experience and the memory does not fade. It was such an amzing thing to be a vessel for the miracle of a person being knitted together by the Creator. The feeling did not lessen with the next two births. It is wonderful seeing the two of you in the process.
Peg
My dreams for my first child were that he love God and become the kind of young man that you have become. I'm proud of you. Dad
There is nothing like a little wild man running around. Did you have a visitor today. You are welcome.
Have a great day my friend.
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