Funny Faces and New Places

SavedPicture(70) This is a moment in time when a funny face was caught on camera just before Corey was ready to turn and run down that mountain trail to a new place, one he’d never seen before.  My son was known for his wacky humor, quirky faces and had a special gift for making us all laugh.  I love his attitude here too…a little sassy for the camera and unafraid of what lies ahead.  Now that adventuresome spirit sometimes got him into trouble or predicaments and he needed a close eye watching over him because he didn’t always know if his next move would involve danger or harm.  But somehow with God’s grace and protection (definitely his guardian angel got paid overtime!) and for the moments when his parents couldn’t be everywhere every second, he has grown into the most admirable and loving man, devoted to his beautiful wife Sarah, forging ahead on a trail to their future.

Today Corey celebrates his 26th birthday and I wish him so much happiness it makes my heart ache.  Life has so many twists and turns, unexpected joyful surprises or moments of pain can await us just around the next bend.  I hope for this adventurous spirit to continue to lead him with lots of funny faces and journeys to new and exciting places.  And may he always know the guiding Hand of our Creator, ready to pick him up lest he trip or fall running up or down the mountain trail of life.  Happy Birthday, son!

I am Lion, Hear Me Roar!

WP_20131031_015 WP_20131031_018 V__EF25 It is strange to think that the idea for a lion costume my son came up with for a harvest festival recently, may have had its inspiration deep in his past.  I am embarrassed still by the lion costume I came up with for my son’s Halloween party and parade at daycare when he was four years old.  The lion mask was pretty good except he could hardly see to walk in it.  It was the mane I made from a mop head that was the questionable part of the costume.  I don’t remember if Jason and I dyed it or painted it this golden color.  And as long as he didn’t move it stayed on alright.  That was okay until the costume parade started up outside and as one can easily see, the poor kid had to hold the “mane” on his head while trying not to trip with the mask obstructing his view.  I was mortified at how lame my efforts were and wonder if he was traumatized by this costume debacle.  Is it a coincidence that the inspiration for Jason’s grown up lion costume came from the fable, The Lion and the Mouse?  Perhaps on some level the poor kid had a deep, unconscious need to roar like a lion now as a grown man because of that lame homemade costume his mother came up with.  And now, of course, as the story goes, the tiny little mouse saves the lion by removing the thorn from his paw.  His tiny little mouse is his baby girl Isa born a few months ago and her presence in our lives is removing many thorns.  One of the blessings of becoming a parent is that sometimes we just may get a chance to rectify the mistakes of the past.  Trust me, if I could have a do-over on this costume I would but somehow Jason did it for me and in my opinion He is Lion, hear him roar!