Introductions: my son

I thought, for the new year, I should do some introductions. Yesterday, you met my parents. Today, my very favorite little guy.

Meet my son. He is a Kindergartner.

Around the fall, something started to emerge in him.

I can't put my finger on it, but I think it's wildness.

I'm starting to call him "my little Max."




And I plan to buy him the book we somehow still don't own.

On our outing the first day of the year, he was in love with camo. He chose his camo shirt (all green shades) to wear with his camo pants (all grey shades). He thought they matched.

 

What it matched was his wildness...his desire to blend in with the wild earth.





I'm not so sure how this wildness blends into the classroom. And I am sure that at times it does NOT blend in with my preferences at dinnertime or bedtime.

But sometimes I can see past those clashes, and I can see the Designer, making man in His image.


Wild.
Powerful. Unpredictable. Alarmingly, frighteningly, lovely.

Because He wants us to understand what He is like.

God himself is a God of action. He doesn't stop moving. He's brave and strong. He is relentless in His pursuits. And you never quite know what's coming.

God gave us boys because He wants us to know the thrill of waiting to see what amazing thing He will do next.