Teenager No More

Well, I managed to get in that post on parenting teenagers while I could still say that I had three of them.

But no more!

Today, my oldest turns 20.

He's been a relatively easy teenager.  Give him a computer or a book, and he's perfectly content for hours. Even days.

His birthday wishlist contained nothing but books, an assortment of graphic novels and encyclopedic reference books.

Oh.  No.  I mean these kinds of reference books:

Librarians love him.

For Christmas, he asked for (and received):

 

I know, it's hard to tell.  But it's a Lego set--the Corporate Alliance Tank Droid.

Yeah, his little brothers love him too.

He's a loveable guy.  Dad and I love you too, B20!

A birthday Scripture passage for you:

Lift up your eyes and look to the heavens:
   Who created all these?
He who brings out the starry host one by one
   and calls forth each of them by name.
Because of his great power and mighty strength,
   not one of them is missing.

 Do you not know?
   Have you not heard?
The LORD is the everlasting God,
   the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
   and his understanding no one can fathom.
He gives strength to the weary
   and increases the power of the weak.
Even youths grow tired and weary,
   and young men stumble and fall;  

but those who hope in the LORD
   will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
   they will run and not grow weary,
   they will walk and not be faint. 

(from Isaiah 40)