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| By Ianpassion |
My son, no words to express how thankful I am to our Abba Father and to your mom for coming into our lives. You did not come with instructions. So I felt called to do so. But several times I made mistakes along the way, and for those, I apologize.
From
the time you were born, my heart is yours. Every time I look into your eyes, I saw
all my hopes and dreams come resurrected in you. I love you more than you will
ever know.
And
just like the three merchants mentioned in the Scripture, who brought gifts of
Gold, Frankincense, and Myrrh when the Son was born, today I and your Mom bring
you gifts of prayers of hope, health, and prosperity. We bless you that you
will continue to grow in wisdom and stature, and in favor with our Almighty
Father and man. Happiest birthday to you.
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