He is a bit OCD...and I say that with a loving and patient heart! He would cry if his clothes didn't match his shoes and tie. Every hair had to be in place. Don't touch anything in his room...he knew exactly where everything was and knew INSTANTLY if you had invaded his space!
The night he received the Holy Ghost was a wonderful, precious night! It was so wonderful to see God do a work in his heart...finally...God was real to him! And even though he is not following in God's will at this time...I have faith that it is deep within his heart to do so and that he will find his way back to the fold!
Hank the Cowdog, Adventures in Odyssey, Louis L'Amour...all his heroes!
My prayer for you, my precious son, is that you will never lose your adventurous spirit, never forget all God has done for you, always remember where you came from and who loves you most, and that when you ride off into the sunset you will be able to hold your head up proudly!
May this birthday be the bestest ever! May it bring you untold measures of joy, love and happiness. I love you with all of my heart and am the proudest momma ever to call you my son! Happy Birthday, sweetie!
K. Bye, now!