The doctor told him, last week, that he was probably done growing. At 6’2″ and 15 years of age, he may only get one more inch of height.
What he doesn’t know, is that, really… the doctor doesn’t know. While it is true that this doctor has seen the inside (quite literally) of Eric’s elbow and knows from first hand experience that there is no growth plate left… it is equally true that this doctor is making an educated guess. Much more educated than my guess, I might add.
While he may be close to finished growing physically, he’s doing an amazing amount of spiritual growing lately… just about the time that this mom thought he had settled comfortably in a stagnant pond of mediocrity.
This one… that 6’2″ 15 year old I mentioned… he shot up a few spiritual inches this week. I’ve been praying for years that my children would experience God in ways that they recognize Him for Who He is. I’ve prayed that God would be gracious and merciful and reveal Himself to them in ways that their own individual maturity could recognize. I’ve prayed that He would move in their hearts and they would know Him.
Though he has known Jesus for most of his life…