Transfixed I stared as a huge coach, maneuvering around the tight corner looming towards me and almost hitting my car by mere inches.
My mind wandered to think of my eldest son Peter.
He drives monster's such as this for a living.
It's his birthday on Saturday (30th) and he is hundreds of miles from family.
Now residing in north west Queensland, he drives a variety of different coaches, catering for the mines.
I pray his day is bright and that the coming year is full of the goodness of the Lord shining with Joy upon him.
I commemorate my son and all he means to those of us who love him.
His name means:
Peter: The Rock
Anthony: Worthy of Praise
God loves Him.
He was one of those perfect babies who kept to a timed routine.
Always a sunny child, he looked at life though rose coloured glasses of love.
Nehemiah 8: 19"For the joy of the LORD is your strength."
Family have always been priority to Peter.
Femia and Peter
"My little children, let us not love in word or in tongue,
but in deed and in truth."
Quick witted, he always has something funny to say
He has the ability for turning sadness into joy.
At ten years of age he plagued me for a little brother.
God granted him the desire of his heart.
Pictured proudly here with Lee-Joel, brother and gift from God.
So my son.
My prayer for you today is.
"A wife of noble character YOU can find.
She is worth far more than rubies.
You have full confidence in her
and lack nothing of value.
She brings You good, not harm,
all the days of her life...
(and you Bless each other)" AMEN
May the Lord Bless thee and keep thee..
in Him always