We recently had a special time of dedication for our middle son, Lincoln, during the Sunday morning worship time at our annual BCM Retreat (that’s the name of our church community: Breckenridge Christian Ministries). We (and by “we” I mean “Phil”) spoke about the idea of it taking a village to raise a child in the context of gardening (from the short film, “Fridays at the Farm”) — all of us raising our kids together… watering them when they need nourishment, shading them when they need protection, weeding them when they need room to grow, etc. Then, we had several couples that we feel close to come up and pray over us and Lincoln — that God will give us wisdom as we parent him and that Lincoln will grow up into the young man that God has designed him to be. It was very special to all of us.
Lincoln is truly a gift to me, to us, to our whole family. My favorite Lincoln story of late: on October 12th, Lincoln’s 3rd birthday, at bedtime, I said, “I love you, Lincoln.” And, instead of the usual response of ” ‘Kay!” Lincoln said, “I love you, too, Mommy” for the first time ever. He’s been saying it ever since. My heart melts every time.