My youngest son has always loved epics. He is epic. And it's fitting, as we are certainly living one of biblical proportions. The only and ultimate Real Epic.
Sometimes, after prayer and fasting for my family, my boys have had dreams together, where they are fighting giants and more. When they wake in the morning, they look at each other from their beds with hair sticking up all over the place, recalling mutual events to congratulate each other on their victories. How awesome is our God?
Theo is my thoughtful, tenderhearted young man. His name means, "God's gift". He's the king snuggler and makes me laugh more than anyone that I have ever met. I am wildly proud and in awe of who he is becoming, and all that he has overcome. He has sunshine in his eyes that do not miss a thing. And beautiful, strong feet that are unafraid to move towards the suffering. Drawn to the hurting, irresistibly, with the sandals of the gospel of peace and oil for the healing of nations.
"He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds." Psalm 147
Theo has lion's hair and a lionheart that is quick to stroke my cheek, wipe a tear, pick a flower, make someone tea or lay a cool washcloth on my forehead. He loves to apply some of his own creative remedies. "How ya doin Little Mama," he used to ask, lol. The tender love behind his initiative to notice and serve is a cure-all in and of itself. It's the love of Yeshua. Jesus.
In the spring, I bought Theo a wooden slingshot, carved as an eagle, when we went to the farm store to see if there were any baby chicks to oggle at. The eagle represents the freedom of the Lord. Of all the things that ever stuck, or so it seemed, from my Bible reading to him from a young age, it was the Philistines. He's been calling people Philistines, since he could walk, which has always cracked me up (though it required the odd reminder to be gracious in our speech and thoughts.)
The woman at the checkout asked me if I was sure that I knew what I was doing, by buying a slingshot for an 8 year old. I smiled and said, "yes". After Theo wrote and signed my responsibility clauses for agreement and understanding regarding my ground rules, at the kitchen table, he said that he wanted to watch the Young David on YouTube. Of course. Later, we talked about how our weapons are not these, but rather, spiritual -- against the giants of sin and the gods of this world that try to either seduce or terrorize us into their slavery. (Ephesians 6-7)
Theo is the one who brought me a smooth white stone, on the day that Yah confirmed that I was to be confessing and using the name that he calls me (Revelation 2). It was oval, like an egg, and a good size. I admired it in my hand. It was so soft, for a rock. I pondered and appreciated how it was polished into a soft shine by the elements, thus declaring a new beginning.
Our beautiful, glorious Messiah, makes all things new. I was too moved to tell him, but I kept it saved, forever, as he skipped back out to perfect his front flip. Humbled. In awe of the gentleness and lowliness of our Maker and King. Who visits us in our time on need, when we call upon his name. The Joy of the Lord is our strength.
Self -portrait, Age 18
Below is a playlist for Theo. In the middle of his bath, one day, I had my feet in the tub. The Lord told me to run him one, midday, as I was praying for him. He began to wash my feet and prophesy that "Jesus is going to turn twenty jugs of water into wine at our house", after his favorite miracle. Amen to that. That's the Savior that I know. I've never been so awestruck or healed in my whole life, as this was happening.
We have so much to look forward to, Sonshine.
Love,
Little Mama
Revelation 21:
Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and there was no longer any sea.
By Cooper
Pictured: with binoculars, keeping watch. Me floating down to a safe landing, under his covering, according to His wise and awesome order in scripture -- and Heaven above us like a banner. The crystal river of life, mount Zion and its waterfalls of life are a banner of victory over our family, no matter how things may look or feel. Theo is laughing into the sky, one with the Savior. Cooper is out hunting for adventure and slaying dragons as usual.
This is out of the "hands" of "babes" who had not even read the book of Revelation or the prophets, yet, to know these kinds of details. I learned from this. I decided not to wait until my testimony is over, to tell it. I am going to tell it in advance. It is the testimony of the Risen Lamb and an empty tomb. And so, I will prophesy with my children, whom I so fervently pray for -- that their faith in the living Word of God and the power of His blood, will far exceed my own.
Showing off the pixelated portrait of me, by Theo, which has always been my favourite and is my screensaver. There is nowhere that Jesus can't and won't go to rescue us. Even with this Mama, busting into the matrix with my SWAT team, Elohim. Theo said, that the flower on my shirt is a forget-me-not, his favourite flower, second to hydrangeas. The same color as his clear blue eyes, that God so lovingly and perfectly made to see Him with.
Illustration above, of Theo, by our sister in the Lord, who prays for him and sends art to bless our boys, from the Holy Spirit. I am so grateful for the body of Christ -- especially her.
Library for Theo:
Playlist for Cooper and Theo:
Love Mom
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