Braveheart

I suppose there was that life defining moment when young "Wolfy" came face to face with his first harpsichord, or lil' Danica settled in behind the wheel of her first go-kart. There simply must be that magical moment in each of us, when time slows, countless endorphins release, & a crystal clear path beckons our hearts to follow. But I confess, I'm not certain when or where my oldest son became completely devoted to some of our planet's greatest mysteries. What I do know is over the course of his brief life, the fascination has only intensified. I mean, I might be wrong, but I doubt there are too many other eight year old boys who, out of the clear blue, petition their father on the validity of the Pangaea Theory in the middle of the Wal-Mart bakery section while hanging onto the opposite end of the shopping cart for dear life.

Without question, if this interest persists into a future field of study, he will have an uphill battle. Reason being: modern science not only rejects Creationism, it scoffs in the face of it.

But much like his feisty, head strong, Irish, never-say-die mother stated after the crippling Obamacare passed the House & Senate, ensuring a much more difficult road in her chosen profession...''GAME ON!''

Though now entering only his tenth year of life, this little one is no stranger to adversity. Never be afraid to go it alone my precious son. The truth will sustain you forever. Happy Birthday Caleb.

I have chosen the way of truth; I have set my heart on your laws. Psalm 119:30 NIV