Our little man. Our Judah-Popper-Man. J-Cub, Ju-Ju, Judah-Man, Lion Cub, Bubs.
One year ago we sat in amazement - gazing at the wonder of Him, reflected in the wonder of you. One year later, the amazement and wonder continue to grow each day. You are your daddy's joy, your mama's heart, and your sister's delight. Oh the providence that our Creator saw fit to bestow upon us the good gift of you, sweet son.
You are sweet as honey wrapped in wildness. Blue eyes and dimples, golden curls & ornery grins. Your infant melodies cause our hearts to worship, a fitting response to one whose name means "to praise." We ask God that you will walk with Him all the days of your life. That you will delight yourself in all that He is, and that wherever you go, your life will call forth His praise.
"You are a lion's cub, O Judah...". One day you will understand the significance of this calling. One day...when you hear the story of your daddy's dream and the Lions that have walked before you. But for now, we revel in the innocence of your 'cub' ways. You throw yourself on your sister, embracing her face between your chubby hands, and remain a while. Your eyes sparkle when daddy on all fours engages you in play. Squeals of delight and belly laughs erupt from you in a way that you offer to no one else but to him who is your alpha male. You are all curiosity and danger, searching for the next height to climb, the next feat to conquer. But at the end of the day, you want nothing more than to snuggle in next to your mama & be comforted to sleep.
Judah, we celebrate you today. An eternal soul in fleshy form, for a little while. But oh, how we enjoy you - mind, body, & soul. Because of you, our hearts are in incessant worship to the Giver of every good & perfect gift.
Praise on, Lion Cub,
Daddy, Mommy, & Belle