No one has taught me more about unconditional love, grace, or forgiveness like this little man. Today he got his first real haircut. We have the bag of hair to prove it. I'll write more about the experience in a few days, but for today, he's my prophet. He makes me want to be a better person. He sees me for who I wish I was all the time. I love him something fierce. He messes up and makes me frustrated. I discipline him out of an intense love that wants him to make good choices and be the best little boy God created him to be. I want him to be a polite kid, but even more than that, I want him to be a Christ-follower. And I want to be a Christ-follower because I know he's watching me.