Eight years ago on this day....the Georgia Bulldogs were playing South Carolina in the opening game of the season.....Venus and Serena Williams meet in the final of the US Open becoming the first sisters to meet in a grand slam event since 1884....the terrorists were finalizing their plans on the attack of our great country...and this little man was brought into this world!
Eric Charles Blazi III "Charlie" came into the world and into my heart. We weren't "trying"to get pregnant when we found out about Charlie. We were suprised...scared...excited...and a little numb! We had only been married about 4 months....we still barely knew each other....and we were going to have a baby? He was born 6 days after we celebrated our one year anniversary. Well, we had him...and we loved him....and loved each other more for it!
He is an awesome child. Wise beyond his years..filled with laughter, yet still very serious (as most oldest children are:)...has a heart for people....a desire to do right....an unashamed love for Christ....has a great smile and the biggest brown eyes....a sensitive soul...loves all things grand. I love this little boy....my first born. He makes me smile and can make me cry. He makes me want to be a better person!
I hope that he grows up to be a Godly young man. A young man who stands for the things of Christ...no matter what the circumstance is. A young man who tells people about Jesus....and lives Jesus in front of them. A young man who treats others with respect. A young man that will go to all lengths to spread the Gospel. A young man who trusts God in all things. A young man who always loves his family. A young man that is willing to say "here I am....send me".
I don't care if he is the quarterback....the valedictorian....most popular....(he's got best looking in the bag...I mean he does have his father's genes)....all of those don't matter to me. What matters is who he is in Christ.
I am happy to sit back and watch his life unfold...to see what God has in store for him. Right now...it is digging in the yard, riding his bike, jumping on the trampoline, playing games, playing sports, reading, loving on his baby brother, fighting with his sisters, chopping down trees with his machete..yes people, I said machete (thanks to my husband...my 8 year old has a full fledged machete)....and I will take all of that that any day of the week.
Happy Birthday Charlie Man.....Chuckie-B......you are a gift...a light....and a blessing!
2 comments:
I still remember meeting him for the first time all those Thanksgivings ago. He has grown into such a wonderful little guy. Keep up the good work! Happy birthday, Charlie!!! The girls are excited to see the Blazi gang soon!
Welled up... Reading your blogs about your love for your kids just makes me gush for my own. We're so blessed... and I will add that boys born on September 8 are easily the best looking and most awesome boys in their class, possibly all time. I only have one, so I can be biased toward that day - Sorry Jesse ;-)
I had a machete at that age too, and it is definitely awesome. You live in the woods, therefore it's mandatory that he has a machete, a hatchet, and a BB gun. Hopefully he's fully equipped with a proper arsenal.
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