I'm incredibly proud that one of my kids earned recognition not for hitting a lot of home runs or spelling a lot of words right, but for being a good person. Of course, it's good to be good at something and those kinds of awards are well-earned, but there's nothing like the sense of pride that came over me when I heard his teacher's words: that Isaac always has a kind word and that he's never said anything mean to anyone.
I take very little credit when it comes to his sweet spirit --that's just how God made him-- but I'm thankful to be able to call him one of my own, and I'm thankful that he's as awesome as he is --that they're all as awesome as they are-- in spite of my inadequacies as a parent. It's mercy at work.
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