Happy Birthday Noah, It’s hard to believe that you are going to be 8 in 2 days. Last week I posted a picture of you as a baby. Where did the 8 years go? I wonder when Mom and Dad named you, they knew you’d be a lover of animals wanting to care for them as Noah in the Bible did? Is your love of animals a result of your name, or reflective of what you would be?
Do you remember when you wanted to make a sleeping bag for your snake? You were 4. I found it incredulous that a 4-year-old would like snakes.
But Noah found favor in the eyes of the Lord. Noah was a righteous man, blameless among the people of his time, and he walked faithfully with God.
Dear God, I know you love my “buddy boy” far more than I do, and that is so hard to imagine. You know that under the “all boy” toughness is a tender spirit like his daddy and his love of animals like his mommy. I pray that as you did with Noah in the Bible that you call him to great and wonderful things. Protect him from the hardness of the world’s mold. Place within Him your heart and call. Even though he is only eight, help him to walk faithfully with you. Amen.
Love you Noah. Happy Birthday. Grandma
Rejoicing in family, on the Journey, Jackie