Growing so fast...

It hard to be away for a day and not see baby Hefti for eight hours or more. It seems like when I return he's grown even since I left in the morning. I miss him, I miss watching him, and studying his every move and gesture. How can you not be amazed by his perfect little body. I stare at all his perfect little parts and wonder what scars will be added to that perfect skin over the years, wanting to protect him from everything that could harm him, but knowing that life will bring pain that we can't prevent. Tonight I prayed for him, that God would give him a heart after His own, and a mind for righteousness. So amazing, seeing my hand stretch across his entire chest as I pray for God to bless and keep him safe, and to make His face shine on him. There are so many hopes and dreams for him and still you're left with such a helpless feeling because you have know idea what life will bring your child. So you surrender, again, for the hundredth time today, and ask God to lead your child and protect them, because you know that you really don't have the ability to assure his protection. I rest in knowing that God is good and He has greater dreams than I do for my child's life, and the means to make them happen. So I pray that my child will trust his heavenly father more than me, because I know that even though I love my baby more than anything I have ever loved before, that my heavenly Father loves him more, He loves him completely and perfectly.