My daughter is vibrant and colorful. She fills a room with her personality. Her conversation is stimulating and diverse. She is also serious, business minded and opinionated. She is caring and kind insightful, and discerning. I can never close a conversation with her without reflecting on a poignant thought she has shared on whatever subject we discuss. I can never anticipate what the conversation will be about when she calls or what direction it might take but I know that it will always end in prayer.
My son is and always has been a barometer for me; not as a measurement of atmospheric pressure but of life. As a child, his interests varied, daily. He would wake with a smile ready to explore the possibilities of the day. His excitement was contagious and through his eyes, I rediscovered the joy of life’s simplicity. It was innocent and sweet and perfect. And I so wanted to protect this beautiful part of him. But life has a way of eroding the simple heart of a child although it is our most precious commodity.
So I watched him grow into the man he has become and I am so proud. He has allowed me to, not only witness his evolution, but share it with me; am I not the most blessed of woman?
His conversation has changed over the years as he continues to explore life but his character remains intact. He is easy-going and laid back, introspective and intelligent. He too is business minded with excellent reasoning powers. He walks as a man among men. Not arrogantly but with a certain confidence that I have always known to be born of the spirit of God.
This is our conversation now, his discovery of the God in him.