Sunday, January 31, 2010

My Son Turns 18 Today

From time to time, there are markers in my life that make me feel old:
  • * buying my first lawnmower
    * filing my own taxes
    * watching Lady Gaga and realizing that I just don't get it

But this newest life marker makes me feel more proud than old. My son Corbin was born Feb. 1st, 1992. It really doesn't seem like that long ago, and I remember clearly many details of that fascinating event in my young married life. It was a great moment, one that any parent can agree is difficult to put into words. (And frankly, I still don't understand how those who don't believe in a Creator God can go through that experience and still think its all just an accident. But that's another topic).

Today, our family celebrates our 18-year old son. We probably don't tell him enough that we're proud of who he's become. That we're proud of what he stands for, the great friends he's chosen, and how he allows God to penetrate his life. He's certainly still growing, maturing, refining. And we can't wait to see what the future holds.

So Happy 18th Birthday, Corbin.

And go clean your room.