Quinn is a year and a half now. Each night as we put him to bed, we pray as a family. We range over a variety of things, but what is always constant is our prayer that he would grow to be a wise young man who will lead others in truth. As I have been pondering what it takes to obtain wisdom in life, I have begun to realize that in large measure it is up to us to give him a proper foundation for wisdom. God must first be plausible, then true wisdom can come. In an honest evaluation of my life at 33, I can see that I am just now beginning to understand what wisdom is, and it is a bit frightening to think that we are the ones to help Quinn live up to his name which means “Wise counselor.” He opens every day like a newly wrapped Christmas present, bright eyed and expectant. He takes after his mother in that way, and I am eternally grateful, and I pray that he never loses that joy for life. But even more than a joy for life and the happiness that every parent wants for their children, I want him to learn goodness and character. Happiness will be sure to follow. I know that I can teach him to enjoy life and laugh, but will he open life and God for his wisdom like a newly wrapped Christmas present? That is a prayer that is making its way into my nightly conversation more and more….

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