Two Peas in a Pod

Natalie and Isaac, my two peas in a pod,
I am overwhelmed with gratitude when I watch your beauty.
The depth of your expressions, your enthusiastic joy--
They move me to be in awe of God’s creativity.

Your mother is a rock, I married above my grade,
Her strength, focus, and delicate beauty
Move me to love, passion, thanksgiving.
Your mother is a superstar.

God wrote a masterpiece when he brought
Your mother and me together.
We both decided long ago that our dreams
Would not be limited by our heritage.
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Yet, we are grateful for that heritage,
A heritage full of good cooking, laughter, struggle.
We are better, stronger, more resilient because--
We come from quarry men, quilters, preachers, and teachers.

Natalie and Isaac, my two peas in a pod,
You are part of a much grander story. A story--
That is not your own. You play a lead role everyday,
In God’s story to redeem the world.

So, play your role well. Remember--
You come from quarry men, quilters, preachers, and teachers.
Paint your masterpiece with beauty,
Tell your story with creativity,
​Point to the next world as you bring heaven to earth.