Wednesday, December 26, 2007

My Child

I didn't realize it fully until today - I have a gifted child. I'm not talking about "gifted" in the terms of "needy" or "slower" and such.... I'm talking truly gifted. He's now almost 13 months old, and even before he was one, he was showing signs of extraordinary intelligence.

I'm not sure all that I'm in for, here. I think I'm in for a lot. He's an angel. I don't say that lightly. He really is.

He does all the things that a normal 12-18 month old child does - crawls, walks, plays, etc. But there is just something so charismatic about his personality. Something so intriguing.

He is working hard on learning words. You can tell his little brain wheels are turning constantly trying to latch on to every word that we say. Here are the words he is already saying quite clearly:

God
thank you
cracker
ribbit
duck
quack
ru-ru (for our dog)
night night
light
bye bye
hey / hello / hi
apple
Elmo
Dad
Mama
Mae Mae
whoo-whoo! (for Thomas the Train...and he even makes the chugga-chugga-chugga sounds that engines make)

When he says "God" he is usually grasping my or Mae Mae's necklace (my necklace has a cross, and Mae Mae's has Jesus and Saint Mary) and he holds the necklace up to our lips and has us kiss the pendant. Then he brings the pendant to his mouth and puts inside his mouth ever so slightly as to "kiss" the pendant himself (he doesn't know how to "kiss" yet).

He has NEVER met a stranger. Today we were in the grocery store, and he spoke to every person we came in contact with, and even those we didn't - people who were behind the pharmacy counter 20 feet away, as well as people in the meat department on the other side of the store. He was waving and smiling and joking and laughing, playing peek-a-boo with children.

He doesn't see color in skin. He is in love with every person he meets. He doesn't care if you don't smile back, or respond. he keeps trying to get your attention, just speaking a little louder. Its a game to him.

He expresses true pure joy. He has nothing that stands in the way of his smile. No prejudice, no hidden agendas, no fake grins, no hiding his true feelings. He is just joy in purity.

His charisma.....its captivating. He lites up everything around him.

He entertains people in church. He brings joy to everyone.

I've been called to be the mother of this miracle child. I hope and pray that i can help raise him in this world full of hate and despair to be a man of joy and kindness, peace, patience and goodness. My purpose may be to simply be a mother of love to raise this young man to make a large impact on the world. I've always known that my life will affect many - either directly, or indirectly - and I've already experienced many direct hits. Now the Lord will use me through my son to affect many on a different level. More to come on this.....

2 comments:

{Emily} Hey Sisters! Photography said...

Great post! I don't have children yet, but I have a LOT of nieces and nephews and I am amazed by their sense of 'acceptance'; they don't care what someone looks like, the color of their skin; their 'childlikeness' is something I wish the WHOLE world could learn...again! I think we all were that way once...when we were children and we had no understanding of 'hate' and 'racial barriers'...it sounds like you're a great mom! Be blessed!

Hermi said...

As I mom I know the love and intrigue we have with our babies. You'll always believe in him even if you find that somebody doesn't.

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