Lucky 13


Dear Jacob,

Well the day you have been waiting for is finally here!  It has been an amazing year.  I think the one with the most growth inside and out.  I bet if we stood side by side you probably would be taller then me today.  🙂

On to the mushy stuff. There are so many things that I think back on and think, “I’m not sure I could have done that if Jacob hadn’t have helped me the way that he did.”  From serving at Redeemer to watching the kiddos while mom and dad worked hard on the house or helping me paint our bedroom that night in fifteen minutes!  From helping me pack or moving or learning how to plug in microphones on a Sunday morning.  I don’t say it enough ~ thank you.

Thank you for the way you pour out your life.  Thank you for the way you live your life, it is an example to me. Thank you for living it the same way at home as you do outside the home.  When I look and see you holding Emery or taking care of other kids at Redeemer, I just smile because I know and see you trying to work on your relationships at home when no one is looking. When you feel like you are messing up a lot don’t be discouraged, it is just another time for the gospel to be on display in your life and that is more encouraging to your parents then you doing everything right and being perfect.

The way you are humble and seek to change when mom or dad point out sin or you are convicted by the Holy Spirit in your life blows me away. Thank you for being real and hashing it out with us when you don’t agree or don’t understand how or why something you are doing is wrong or when you think we are wrong.  The way you are gracious and forgive us when we make mistakes is incredible and a gift that I am grateful for.

I love seeing the fruit of your hard work in basketball and football. It is paying off and so fun to watch! I love watching you be silly and you funny jokes and all of your “Did you know the Jaguars….”   I can’t believe I get to be your mom and your friend. I can’t wait to see what this year will be like with the ups and downs of teenage life. I don’t claim to know exactly how to do this, but I’m confident God will be with us and help us.  🙂

Mom and dad are proud of you and love you.

Here’s to no more free cookies at Publix, ordering your own food, and to make this the year to “Do Hard Things.”







Today we celebrate.

Sweet Selah, I love how you love life.

And your friends (Jacob, Brianna, and Joey)

I love how you say the word spark-a-lee.

I love how you literally drop everything and run to greet your daddy when he gets home.

I love how much you love to help me with whatever I’m doing.

I love how you are determined to help your mommy and daddy grow in godliness by not becoming self-sufficient or lazy in our parenting.

I love how much you love purses and babydolls and unicorns and bubbles.

I love how you used to think our pastor was Benny the Bull but now he’s Mr. Benny who brings you donuts to your new house.

I love talking with you. And I love snuggling with you.

You are a joy and its hard for anyone not to smile when they are around you.

So here’s to glitter and cake and balloons and bubbles and chalk and unicorns and candles and fun.

Happy Birthday! We love you!

You do all things {well}

IMG_5317It’s raining and I am just now realizing that it is my last night here.  My last night in the first home I ever bought.

My last night in the house where my husband carried me over the threshold almost 14 years ago.

It’s where we have had 4 dogs, a hamster named Big Momma, and two fish.

I’ve brought home 4 babies to this house.

I’ve lived in this house longer then any other house my entire life.

I think we have gone through like six couches. I have watched Carolina win the championship twice. When we moved in the national debt was only $5.5 trillion.

1300 square feet of memories.  Some of my greatest joys. And my darkest nights.

I’ve taught three children how to read here.  Apparently I have also made one million tacos.

I’ve found beauty in the mess.

Growing up I had heard of what the Lord had done in others lives, but here I saw with my own eyes. In my own life.

When the Lord closes a door, somewhere, He opens a window.

This shouldn’t be. This should not be happening.  But it is, and not because I deserve it.  I actually don’t know how to explain it.

I get to do this.





photoTwelve years ago this morning, your dad and I headed up to the hospital super excited about meeting you for the first time.

I could have never imagined all that I would learn and experience after meeting you, but the work has been worth it.

You are amazing.

Not many young men live for others like you do. I don’t know of many who are constantly checking to make sure other have what they need. Setting aside their preferences and what they would rather be doing and instead serve. With joy.

I used to be concerned that you were just a people pleaser and while I am sure that can be a struggle for you like it is for all of us I realized this year your life became about an audience of One.

The Gospel and what Christ has done for you fuels your life.

Your mom and dad couldn’t be more proud of you.

Even though we make mistakes – everytime we do, I get to again see the gospel at work and the power of forgiveness. The grace you extend to me when I ask for forgiveness from you can only come because of what you’ve already been given.

And I get to be your mom.

I love being your mom.

I love you.

OK enough of the mushy stuff! Let’s have an awesome day celebrating your birthday!!

“Your the best!” – Nacho

Happy Birthday Jacob!!!!