Our son-Justin-is 35-years old tomorrow. I want him to know that I'm really proud of him and the man he has become. He's an amazing husband and father. For more than two-years, he and my son-in-law, Adam Jones and my longtime friend Ken Alexander, have been meeting online to talk and pray together. We've become a band of brothers.
What needs to be called out is his solid love for his wife Lauren and his two kids Miles and Eloise and for his parents and everybody else who comes across his path. But in front of his love for them is his love for God. That governs everything in his life. I'm not saying he's perfect and that I've put him on a pedestal.
He "Remembers Who He Is." That being a truly loved child of God. That's where his hope comes from. I pray that will never change.
I could go on and on about all the different stuff we've done together, all the cappuccinos we drank together, all the grocery shopping we did together, all the craft beer we've drunk, not to mention the wine and coffee, all the golf we played, all the Promise Keepers we attended together all over the country, the time we spent in prison one night, as well as a momentous visit of the college he attended and graduated from. Then there was the time, I was his best man at his wedding to Lauren.
I know he knows I'm proud of him. I just wanted to put it on the record.
Happy Birthday Son.