15
Our firstborn turned 15 on Sunday. He’s somewhere between boyhood and manhood. What a tender age. Glimpses of the different versions of the man he could become. Oh that we would steward your heart well. That you would choose love and mercy even as you begin to see the hate that is in the world. That it would even grow your faith and affection for Jesus. That you would never stop playing. Never stop praying. Never stop hoping. Never stop looking for the good and the beautiful. Happy Birthday Isaac! You are so beloved.