Tobi and I are still praying for God's plan for our lives to unfold. We have been in touch with an organization that has a few orphanages in Sudan..and there's a good chance we will be headed there at some point this year. We don't know yet. We do know, that we are a little lot afraid. I'm sure you have seen the Joseph Kony videos..well the orphanages we would be helping at have had some scares with the LRA apparently. Aweessoooommeeee.. or not. Everything I have been reading about has been talking about getting out of your comfort zone, and that Jesus didn't call us to be safe. Ugh. Please keep us in your prayers, we have no idea whats in store. Who knows, maybe we aren't even supposed to go to Sudan. We shall see!
We told Tobi's parents a few nights ago about our plans, and Tobi mentioned how he would follow if God told him to move to Africa. (Doesn't he know you're not supposed to say stuff like that? Thats like, Hey God..can we please move?) I think its pretty funny, since that was something that made him very nervous about dating me in the beginning because he did not want to go to Africa to live. Anyway, it got me thinking about our sweet boy, and how much it would take to move him to a different country. How he would fend in a third world country, could we keep him from those horrible diseases, how would we feed him and not be able to prevent others from starving, how would his education suffer...but how he would see the love of Jesus in a way many adults never see, much less children. The thought of him seeing tangible love, God's provision, and people living out their faith in a real way which is something that is rare sadly, is enough to just about sell me on moving. Haha, don't misunderstand me..as of right now we are NOT moving anywhere, not even Africa. And it would probably take a lightning bolt with a note tied to it to tell me otherwise..maybe. But thinking about how Uriah could grow up vs how he probably will grow up in the states got me thinking on what he may be like one day when he's older. There are so many clues thus far in his little life, so I started going through pictures.This is what sweet Vestimus looks like now.
Maybe he will be a bum..since he looks like one here. Haha Gotta keep those ears covered in the wind!
Maybe he will be an alligator hunter/wrestler and work along side Troy Landry (A girl can dream..)
Maybe he will grow up to be a famous WWE Superstar (his daddy can dream too)
Maybe he will be an animal rights activist.
Maybe he won't do anything involving him dressing like this.
Maybe he'll be a drummer like his daddy. He absolutely loves when Tobi lets him play.
Maybe he'll be a model where he has to lift up his shirt and show his abs. I think he's just about got the pose down!
My personal hope, Maybe he'll make us some money in the NFL but not before playing for the University of Alabama.
I'm sure everyone has "big dreams" for their child. Maybe Uriah will do something cool, like drive racecars, play music, sports, be the president..or maybe he will just be a regular guy. Married, with babies, working a warehouse job. I don't care what the boy does, I just hope he loves Jesus and his mama. (ok, and his daddy) And I promise to be proud of him no matter what. Unless he decides to go to college at Auburn or Tennessee. (Joking..joking..kind of.)
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