8 Years of Rip-Roaring Good Times

Joy

You are sweet joy to us, Hayden.

Wild

Creative

Volume knob turned to "loud"

Unpredictable

Messy

Hilarious

Break dancing to the rhythm of a drummer most of us cannot hear or understand.

God has woven into your life the gifts of music, dance, art, compassion, a love for the underdog, a heart that grieves over injustice. And then there's the "all boy" side of you...the double back flip on the trampoline, catch every bug, lizard, tadpole, minnow, snake and frog side of you.

We love you sweet boy.

Your adventurous spirit blesses this home and keeps us on our toes.

We pray God grows each of the gifts He has given you this year.

Keep on dancing son...

Teach this world how to dance to the tune of heaven...the tune of an abundant life...rich...satisfying...compelling...a life worth living and celebrating.

Leave the volume turned on high, Hayden. Heaven's music playing loud...resonating in your soul...in your chest. Never let the world drown out the unique person God has created you to be. Love hard, dance unashamedly, care without fear of the pain that love can bring. Feel it all sweet boy. Every tiny crumb of life...suck the marrow right out of it. All the good, every drop of the bad points us to heaven and to the face of Jesus. As you love life, Hayden you love the Creator who fashioned it.

Teach us to love Jesus that way, Hayden!

We love you brave boy. Our sweet, funny, lover of life, wild, crazy boy.

We thank God for 8 years of adventure.