Day by day, drop by drop, the world seeps in and crowds us out.
His daddy and I are in a race against the clock to lay a firm and level foundation that will last him a lifetime and withstand any storm.
Because already, there is a storm gathering in the distance.
We see it. We hear it. We know it is coming.
He’s interacting with the world more and more these days, independent of us.
He’s already heard the most corrupting lie ever told: Everybody does it.
We try to teach him to stand apart with confidence, to not be Everybody.
We try to teach him that it’s better to be wise than smart.
We try to teach him that it’s better to be kind than accepted.
We try to teach him that good choices lead to goodness.
And every day that passes is one less day we have to shore up the foundation of his life.
Our prayer for him is not wealth, health and happiness.
Our prayer for him is that goodness and mercy follow him all the days of his life.