So today is a very special day…a day where the Africans would bake sponge cake with lots of food coloring and make EXTRA potatoes and perhaps some termites – and buy so much pop, and set out little fried donuts - cookies and biscuits - tea! coffee! the works! I hear that in Honduras, it would be a day of egg breaking! Today is the day that my favorite boy was born.
Jason has been the most loyal, kind, patient and enduring friend a girl could ask for - and I am entirely grateful for having him in my life. He makes me laugh almost constantly. He’s been there through some of the hardest times I’ve had – and he loves me even though I broke our pastor’s wife’s spoon on his arm, shoved him through a window, stole his favorite sweatshirt, called him between 3 and 4 am every night for a week because I was afraid after watching the ring, took his chopsticks the first time we had Chinese food and broke his 4-wheeler because I took it in mud that was just a little too deep.
He’s lived through countless chick flicks, emotional weeks, trips overseas – and has fallen asleep many a time on our kitchen island because someone had to help me cram for biology and nutrition tests!
I really can’t explain how much he encourages me, and helps me understand what it means to care for others, to not think of yourself and to be patient with others in their processes – I am humbled by how much he gives of himself, and doesn’t expect back. I am humbled by his kindness, and the way he loves Christ without pride in his own ability or merit, but instead an honest commitment to what is true, and to making it the most important thing in his life – and mine when I am with him.
Jason has been the most loyal, kind, patient and enduring friend a girl could ask for - and I am entirely grateful for having him in my life. He makes me laugh almost constantly. He’s been there through some of the hardest times I’ve had – and he loves me even though I broke our pastor’s wife’s spoon on his arm, shoved him through a window, stole his favorite sweatshirt, called him between 3 and 4 am every night for a week because I was afraid after watching the ring, took his chopsticks the first time we had Chinese food and broke his 4-wheeler because I took it in mud that was just a little too deep.
He’s lived through countless chick flicks, emotional weeks, trips overseas – and has fallen asleep many a time on our kitchen island because someone had to help me cram for biology and nutrition tests!
I really can’t explain how much he encourages me, and helps me understand what it means to care for others, to not think of yourself and to be patient with others in their processes – I am humbled by how much he gives of himself, and doesn’t expect back. I am humbled by his kindness, and the way he loves Christ without pride in his own ability or merit, but instead an honest commitment to what is true, and to making it the most important thing in his life – and mine when I am with him.
4 comments:
Shan, Thanks for making me cry early in the morning. This boy is my son, I love him and feel so blessed by his love for the Lord and for you.
I love you girl
Phyllis
Awww! I agree that Jason is a great guy, and it has been a blessing to watch you both grow and become a blessing to each other and our family...Happy Birthday Jason!
well how sweet was that?! if i didn't want to meet him before i surely do now! except that i did want to meet him because he is part of you.
well, happy birthday, guy i don't know yet! and thanks for making shanamie so happy!
Yay for Jason! And yay for you! I can't wait to go four-wheeling with you both again!
And thanks for referencing our Honduran birthday tradition...it made me so very, very happy.
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