In between packing for another departure from our home, we celebrated. Celebrated the work of God.
I've watched God change Sean from the phlegmatic child of years ago to a soldier, sharp, firm, loyal, who loves to take the kingdom of heaven by violence.
When I've learned something in my Bible, Sean is bound to be the first one I'll tell about it. And just why? Because the minute I open my mouth and say I've learned something, he's all ears. I get partly through my lesson, and he's all-out excited, adding comments, dark eyes dancing. By the time I'm done, my joy over what I've learned has been squared; both of us are rejoicing...
That's what God does. Sean wouldn't want me to say more about him; he'd want me to talk about his Master. Because He is a God that takes a child's hand and turns him into a man and a soldier of the cross. He's a God that always works for the good of His children- always.
Happy Birthday, Bud. May God continue what He has begun in your life.
And may we have many more opportunities to "exalt His name together".