Now in his first year of high school, Active Son, is working hard to do what it takes to become a good student and active learner. He has joined Oldest Daughter and me for a weekly discussion of the Great Books; today we read this introduction to the poetry of John Donne: "You will rarely find more moving language than “Batter my heart, three person’d God; for, you/As yet but knocke, breathe, shine, and seeke to mend . . .”
"The language that moves me," responded Active Son, "is 'Defense!'" I hear that and and I move down the field!
Growing up isn't easy and neither is it easy letting Active Son grow up. I haven't always done a good job of "looking at the present and seeing what it will become, by grace and good works"(Future Men). Just last week Active Son and I were sparring over something so significant I can't even remember what it was. What I remember was my comment to him and his response:
Mom: (half joking/half serious) Oh, grow up!
Active Son:(also half joking/half serious) That's what I'm trying to do!
That brought a knowing smile to both our faces.
Happy Birthday, Active Son. You are a wonderful heritage from the Lord (Psalm 127:3)