I met you six years ago, and I loved you the second I saw your tiny purple feet. I watched in awe as the doctors and nurses cleaned you up, and my heart was overwhelmed with joy as I heard your cries and saw your bright blonde hair. I was moved when I said your name and you recognized my voice.
As the Earth is filled with rivers of water that flow out of sight underground, the Lord gave me a deep well of love for you that was hidden beneath the surface for many years. Six years ago, that silent well of love became a geyser and burst into the light of day.
I am so thankful for you, Luke. You are a joy and a treasure - a gift of God's grace to your Mom and me. I am so proud of the sweet, smart, thoughtful, fun boy that you are, and I pray that the Lord continues to draw you closer to him as you grow. I am so glad I get to be your Dad. Happy birthday, son!
Love,
Daddy
