Joshua Ryan Vinson
10:19 p.m. June 4, 1981
Today is Joshua's birthday. I just finished talking with him on the phone. I can hardly believe that so much time has passed since this picture was taken.
There is much that I remember about that long day. I remember the Doctor saying, "It's a boy." And I remember thinking, "So, it was a baby after all." Josh arrived 2 1/2 weeks late. I thought that I would be big forever.
I remember my fear as I stood looking out the hospital window. Not fear of being a Mom, although I had plenty uncertainties about that. But it was a realization that we had created a life that would spend an eternity somewhere. How would we as parents direct and lead in this child's life? What can we do to help lead this child to a love for God? There was such a powerful love for this child even though he was just born. I felt so inadequate to be taking on that responsibility. Thankfully God has since shown me what is my responsibility and what is left up to God and my children.
I've been looking through the photo albums and I have such mixed emotions. I wish there were more photos, more things that I could see clearly in my mind.
I can remember when he was little and the hugs and smiles he would give. The joy he found in being outside or being with his Dad building something was fun to watch.
I love this picture. To me, this is Josh.
Now, the hugs are bigger, as are the woodworking projects and usually the fish. He has that ability to look at things and build or fix just like his Dad does. He cares about people and has a heart to help them. As we've had the opportunity to spend time with him and his friends, I can hear that care in his questions and conversations.
Sometimes it's hard for me to see that same little boy in the man that he has become. But, what I can see is a man who I am so proud to be able to call my son. The maturity that I see him live out and more importantly the faith I see lived out in his life are things that make my heart rejoice and make me praise God for His faithfulness and grace.
5 comments:
Hi from Mom, I remember so well when Josh was born and the call I made from Kentucky to find out that you were in the hosp. We waited until midnight to get the call that you had the baby. We had just turned out the lights and Bill P.knocked on our door to tell us you were on the line.The motel told you that we were not listed.What joy and thanksgiving were felt when we heard that you had a healthy baby boy and how I wished I had been there.Those pictures really bring back memories just like when we look at all our old ones of you kids in black & white. Wish like you that we could remember more of them.LOVE
Mom here. Enjoyed your pictures from Montana. It seems the weather did not deter you from having a good time, work and fun.
Thanks Mom! I love you too!
It's incredible how fast time goes. I was >2 weeks late with Cody too. Funny how after 26-27 years, 2 weeks seems like less than a blink.
Just so you know -- other than the 80's hair -- you look exactly the same. Happy birthday -- late -- to Josh. Now he and Lauren get the opportunity to teach their own little one. Blessings ....
I was JK about the 80's hair you know. I had real 80's hair back then. I still can't find a style.
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