As I was carrying Amos last night with our images reflected in
the mirror in the living room, I suddenly have this in my mind:
How many more years can I carry my son?
Looking at him grow day by day, a day
will come when I can no longer carry him.Or I
should ask when will he stop enjoying me carrying
him as he gets older?
There is a time for everything and as a father
I thank God for the joy he has given both Evelyn
and me. Surely we will miss this little version of Amos
(in fact I already missed the baby version of him)but I am
sure God will continue to bless us with joy even when
Amos grow older.
Pray that all the parents out there will give thanks for their
children. God is good, all the time. Even when they cry non stop.
Ha ha ha ha!!!!
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