I have often wondered if I was setting the right example for him and talking to him enough about Jesus. I've worried from time to time that I'm just not enough...that I just don't do enough. I'm afraid that I'm getting it all wrong at times. I want nothing more than for him to grow up knowing that Jesus loves him and died for him. This is constantly on my heart as his mother.
I watch little boys and girls professing their faith at church and I wait with excitement as they are baptized. My heart aches for the moment I get to stand as I watch my sweet child do the same. Seriously y'all, I tear up just imagining my precious child being baptized. Yesterday we sat in church as a young boy was baptized and emotions overwhelmed me as I pictured Caleb doing it one day. He could possibly have that opportunity in just a few more short years!
I want nothing more than to sit by his side as he accepts Jesus as his personal Savior. In reality, I don't care how he does it or who is with him as long as he just does it. But nothing would make me happier in life than to see that moment happen in my child's life. Seriously...it ranks above his wedding day and birth of his children.