MY INTROVERTED KARATE KID

Life lately. 

I am the mother of an introvert. 

I like introverts. They're not so quick to  divulge themselves to you, they're like a secret club that once you are a member of this club you get the rare opportunity to see something truly amazing. My husband is an introvert. Me...probably not so much. You probably could just label me under weird...but like always...i digress.

We've started homeschooling Henry this year, and one of the things I really love is getting to watch first hand him discover new things. When he discovers something that brings him joy and gets his little light shining, we invest in it. We invest in him and him becoming the person God's created him to be.

Currently, for this kid...karate is one of those things. I didn't think I would be a "Karate Mom"....but I've gotta tell you....I am LOVING karate! All of the "Yes, Sir" "No, Sir" and the physicality of it. He's a little goofy with it, dancing and practicing his "moves" almost to a point where I think he forgets others are around...but it's so awesome to watch. My little Karate kid. It's not just another "thing" to drag him to or keep him busy, I see this guy's little light shine outside of our own secret club. 

Also, he recently earned his Gold belt...so you know...I wouldn't mess with him...

and as always....we brought all the homies...  

Reflecting on this:

"for everyone born of God overcomes the world. This is the victory that has overcome the world, even our faith." -1 John 5:4 (NIV)

I use to worry a bit too much about my son, afraid that people would not always "get" his reserved personality. I would spend moments crying afraid that i would fail him for worrying too much or apologizing to people for him not talking to them or him coming off rude.

God's word soothes this mother's heart. Reminds me that God has him in his hands, that his son overcame the world so that through faith my son can. Aside from me knowing better than to worry, this promise he gives us, is life giving and helps me to remember and appreciate the way he made my son, the wonderfully and fearfully made boy he gave me.