As months continue to tick be quicker than I can catch my breathe I'm constantly amazed by how quickly our once little "blueberry" grows and learns! He's already developed tastes, preferences, and opinions all his own... though he hasn't yet expressed some of these things verbally (whining/grunting counts though, right?) he truly has his own personality! Never in a thousand years would I have imagined myself happily changing diapers (most of the time), joyfully picking out matching outfits, or contently staring at his precious sleeping face... His life has honestly brought me unique pictures of love and joy that I never fully understood as well as I do presently.
Now, don't get me wrong–he's as stubborn and ornery as his father, but for whatever reason, even through the difficulty of discipline/correction, I rejoice in the privilege, responsibility, and blessing of being his daddy. And all it takes to make those moments worthwhile is him melting into my arms and wanting nothing more than to be loved, accepted, and held by me–his father... it's really challenged and grown my whole outlook on how God sees us when we completely surrender and submit ourselves to Him – He loves us beyond our own comprehension of the term and patiently desires, and willingly works on, our often stubborn hearts. Just as no amount of Gracen's inconstancies will ever change my love for him so to is God's love for me throughout my own inconsistencies unchanging... but now I have an even better understanding of the joy my own obedience must bring to my heavenly Father; it must be a far more infinite version of the pride and joy that fills my heart when Gracen displays appropriate obedience. Wow, nothing like being a father to realize what a true child you are huh?!
Okay, on to the good stuff: