Gabe declared over dinner on Valentine's Day that when he grows up, he's going to live in Spain in a villa with a beautiful wife (beautiful like his mom he says - this kid is trouble) who will make him pancakes any time he wants them.  He's going to be a dad first and a teacher second.  He told me I'd be allowed to visit him in Spain once a month and that he would pay for my plane tickets.  Sounds like a pretty sweet deal to me.

I love this little man.

And I do pray for his future, should it be God's will for him to marry.  I pray for a wife who loves and honors God and her husband.  A woman who will support and be blessed by Gabe's gentle spirit and incredible kindness.  I pray for a family for him to be able to shepherd.  For children for him to raise in the way and truth of our heavenly father.  I pray for him to know the happiness that comes from surrendering his life to Christ and seeing that through in his life with his family.  And selfishly, I pray that I'll be here to witness it all. 

(I suppose I should also be praying that this woman makes an amazing pancake!!)