Kalen holds John Paul on this 12th birthday today!
Today I officially received two more grey hairs. Kalen turned 12, and John Paul celebrated eighteen days! Kalen planned out his birthday almost all by himself.
The day started last night with vigil mass for the Feast of the Assumption of Our Lady. Kalen organized a simple get together today with good friends for a day of Nerf gun wars and legos. He made his gluten free cakes with Grandma, a time honored tradition, this AM to provide dessert. For lunch? Simple hot dogs with gluten free buns for those of us on the dole with him for sensitive tummies was his planned menu. It was his party, followed by a family pizza night where he watched a funny movie about Penguins from Madagascar. Tonight he went to bed beaming with the joy of friends and family being with him today.
All of his actions got me to thinking about when does a boy crossover to become a man? I could only think of the answering: “The man arrives when the boy begins to seek and take responsibility for his actions.”
This young man is doing just those actions. It makes me proud to know he will do everything in his being to be a real man as he grows older. It makes me sad to know my eldest is no mere boy any longer. It also worries me, since I know this little man tries to take on more than he can chew or is responsible for.
I am still happy today to keep the promise made 12 years ago today. I promised to always get to church on the Feast of the Assumption and say a prayer of thanksgiving for a healthy child. Just attending mass with him last night was pure bliss in an of itself.
P.S. John Paul is not a noisy child…unless he needs momma’s special blend. He is also not a huge believer in flash bulbs!
This past Saturday we had the privilege to baptism our son John Paul in the faith of our forefathers. I am happy to know the faith in scripture and tradition handed down from the Apostles themselves resides in all of our children.
38 ‘You must repent,’ Peter answered, ‘and every one of you must be baptised in the name of Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of your sins, and you will receive the gift of the Holy Spirit.
39 The promise that was made is for you and your children, and for all those who are far away, for all those whom the Lord our God is calling to himself.’
Now back to living the faith, and striving to be the example and teacher our children God needs me to be. Thank God for family, friends, reconciliation, Holy Eucharist, and the Holy Spirit to help us meet the mission.
P.S. Yes it is hard to hand over the camera….but sometimes you have to live the moment.
“Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.”
Today we fulfill our first of many parental tasks as Catholic parents, the baptism of our son John Paul. The family gown gets one more run into the church, and we will celebrate the moment our son is washed clean in the water of life. There are few moments as special to me as the first sacrament of a child’s life, and the solemn promise a parent makes to provide a Catholic home. These two thoughts humble me. I would be overwhelmed if I did not know, the grace John Paul receives today is the same grace which sustains all of Christians when we submit our will to God’s.
Dad I was this small?
Kevin: “Dad was I this small?”
Dad: “Yes son you were once that small”
The joy of teaching a culture of life to your children is that even when the baby gives a yelp, the older kids know this is part of respecting life from conception to death. You know you succeed in reaching their souls with with this understanding when they have such great awe for the new members of the domestic church…and all people created in the image of God around them.
My older children saw the trials Mom went through for nine months to get John Paul to birth. They understand more than ever the depths of love she had for each of them before they were born. Each of our children, at the age of reason, now understands this baby was their baby brother from the moment of conception in the womb (even if they haven’t had “the talk.”).
The big kids will soon will associate what Mom suffered as part of her agape love for each of them, when only our God knew their name and destiny. The older kids now also understand in a larger sense why abortion is decidedly agains the commandments of God. John Paul was never a bunch of harvestable organs and stem cells. John Paul was John Paul when two halves became one whole.
As crazy as the calendar is now these are the good times. As crazy as life will get it the coming days, months and years if we get the concept of agape in their heads and hearts I think we have a good chance of succeeding as parents. I hope we raise children who fulfill the Lord’s two great commandments: To love the Lord with all your heart mind and soul. To love your neighbor as yourself.
I pray to God we, and parents everywhere, achieve this noble goal as well. For there is no other option than this if we are to form a civil society where peace can reign.