The birthing of a 9 Month Old Father

Today, our son Joshua is a nine month old bubble of laughter and a nine month bundle of joy. He is engaging and entertaining. You should see his dance moves. He sways from left to right and turn his head from side to side. He is very excited about standing on his own two feet without any assistance from any of us. Oh! You should see the delightful smile on his face when he is able to stand successfully on his own.

Today, nine months later, I am still adjusting even as I am here writing. All of what you can imagine and more have been my experience over the past few months. But through it all I am a better person.
Fatherhood is hard work, motherhood is even greater. There have been some scary moments, certainly not for me – I am usually more on the calmer, cooler side.

I am learning the importance of my presence. I have seen and observed just how much the father’s touch is needed. A nine-month old father, by nine month I am being born into fatherhood - Thank goodness they don’t stay small forever. Joshua is developing so fast.

I ensure that we are ahead of him by at least a few years, as it relates to school, economics and so on. I carefully scrutinize his development and I have already appointed myself as one of his biggest cheer leaders. Incidentally, I can tell when I have struck a good melody on the keyboard from just observing his reactions. He would leap with open mouth joy whenever he hears something which stimulates him.

I am happy for the journey which I have started and I look forward to the great times, lessons and breathtaking moments ahead - More later.

You are loved and appreciated

Mother, mother, mother you are often times misunderstood.
Your work and worth often times goes unnoticed.
But oh it is the folly of man to chase after the wind.

We without hesitation arise from our foolishness and see you for you are.
Name you for what you are worth and give you what you deserve.
A precious person you are, a diamond, a ruby by far.

When sin came into the world to separate our hearts from God’s, then God gave us mothers. Mothers who would be the bridge between the role we are playing now and the person we are suppose to be.

Mothers who would dry our tears when we cry, kiss our hands when they hurt and hold our heads in her arms when it aches.

Know now and forever that you are loved and appreciated, though often times it goes unstated.

YOU ARE LOVED AND YOU ARE APPRECIATED
HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY

- by J.D. Gordon - www.go-jamaica.com/jdgordon

I am a little man

Can I make a difference?
I am a little man...

Can I be as effective and efficient as others?
I am a little man...

I don’t have material riches so how much can I accomplish?
I am only a little man...

I am not as brilliant, strong and layered with muscles and stamina…
I am seriously only a little man...

Giants surround me in my daily walk, talk and activities
I am only a little man...

Little man though I am, the land I must possess. The world usually stands in awe to acknowledge simple, ordinary man do great, extra ordinary things.

I am a little man, though small, In my heart and in my mind I believe I can

Good Teachers are our Heroes

Today is a very special day as we pause to salute our nation’s teachers.

A profession that is the back bone for all the nations of the world.
Teaching is also the pillow which holds the heads of the world.

If I were to use one word to describe a good teacher then it would be ‘hero’.

A teacher has the ability to break a child’s will, destroy his spirit or mold him or her into something great. When I consider how much my early childhood experiences were framed and carved from my interactions with good teachers, then I consider myself blessed.
Blessed to have had the opportunity of my mind being trained by women and men of great integrity, good values and moral standards and above all, they had the fear and wisdom of God.

These are the true heroes of the day; Spending their time, their energy and their lives helping to develop the lives of others. Finding and reaping very little material rewards at times, but gaining greater joy from others accomplishments and their success stories.

If we are able to truly give of ourselves and to find at least one person who we can pour ourselves into. If we can find someone who we can guide, instruct and help to make it to the top of their mountain, then we have reached a plateau of maturity where only the heroes among us go.

I salute you, unsung heroes. I wish you will find heart-warming joy and fulfillment in everyday life as you give to the world.

RISING TIDES

Rising tides presents a problem, a crisis, a possibility or an opportunity. They usually invoke fear, failure, discouragement, courage, ingenuity or creativity to those who experience them.

Your rising tide requires you to plan not panic, remain hopeful not fearful, trust God not your own abilities, not your reasoning powers and not your intelligence.

Extra ordinary results require extra ordinary actions and extra ordinary actions come about from extra ordinary faith.