Yesterday I was spending some time with my boys, Chas who is eleven and Cameron who is nine. They are such a joy to be around, such a blessing. They have unique personalities and giftedness, they have the same parents but oh are they different. I get such a kick out of watching them grow into young men. Having made a similar journey many years ago, there is so much they have to look forward to. So many things in life to navigate and figure out.
One thing that has recently caught my attention is how much they need me. How much they want to be with me, how they want me at practice and want me at home and want me with them as much as possible. When they make some accomplishment, significant or not, they long to please me and their mom. They long to make me proud of them. They want to hear me say it. They light up when I say good job or well done.
I started thinking about how God looks at me. He has adopted me through the blood of Christ, I am a child of God. I also thought about how much I care and need God to be proud of me. I desperately want to please my Heavenly Father and make him proud to be my father. When I choose the wrong path, when I choose to not obey I know he is disappointed. So today I looked at my life and decided that I would filter all my actions today through the question: Does this make God proud to be my Father? That has rocked my foundation all day.
I am so proud of my kids, so proud of who they are becoming as young men and young Christians. The thought that gets me today is can the Lord say the same of me?
We have been saved and justified by the blood of Christ, my we live our lives worthy of the calling.
FAITH HOPE LOVE 
And continue in Him so that when He appears, we may be confident. Go God.