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Today is my 3rd child’s birthday. Christopher is 13 years old! Now, I have 3 teenagers! Oh, and one 8 year old! Chris is pretty well known in our circle of friends and family. He is my “purpose child”. The stories we have about Chris could fill a book….and the book is in the works! You see, Chris has ADHD. He is a perfect gift from the Lord! He has helped me discover my purpose-not only as a mom, but as a mother of a special needs child. He has taught me patience, though I will always strive to improve in that department. He has taught me to love kids--all kids-no matter how they look, how they act or how needy they are. He has taught me that God does not make mistakes! He has taught me that all kids deserve to receive positive encouragement and praise. That all kids need a good self esteem. And that not all kids can be completely in control of their minds or responses at all times. He has shown me the true meaning of love. Chris loves people. He cries when he sees elderly folks that are all alone. He will always help someone in need. He loves the under-dog. Chris loves Jesus. He wants to tell everyone about him. He sometimes just assumes that everyone is a Christian and that they attend church. Chris is a giver. He once gave a homeless lady a $20 bill that he had just received for his birthday. Christopher’s idol is Mark Lowry. He can really relate to being known as the “church brat!” He was the pre-schooler who always escaped from the Sunday school class and had child care workers baffled and scared for their jobs! The past 13 years have been filled with laughter and tears. The stories are numerous. I sometimes lose my temper with Chris. But he is always the first to forgive. His family is his support-though it has taken years to see this through. I am so thankful for my son, Chris. He can always make me smile after an intense moment. I have a cute little sign hanging on the wall: “My son makes me crazy, then loves me to death!” That’s Chris. Thank you, Lord for the gift of Christopher! Thank you, Chris for being my son.
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