LIFE! Part FiVE of 5….
HUGE gifts can show up in small packages and six letters.
As this blog post is being formed on a thundering, rainy, dark Friday afternoon, the sincere joy of this particular blog post shines brighter than the sun. What took place, one week ago today, Friday, May 30, 2014, is always a miracle. A baby boy was born over at Swedish Hospital in Englewood, Colorado.
He showed up, officially, at 8:59pm.
He weighed 7 pounds, 4 ounces.
You saw his picture in the last blog post.
Josh and Kaila Coon are the two who are responsible for this little guy. They are both graduates of Denver Seminary. She with a Masters in Biblical Studies. He with a Masters in Counseling. Just a couple of weeks back Josh also completed all of his course work for his PhD in Sports and Exercise Psychology up at the University of Northern Colorado in Greeley. Both of these good souls are brilliant, caring, involved with the lives of other vibrant emerging adults.
Over two years ago their first son, Quenton Joshua, was born. When he was less that 24 hours old they invited me to come to the hospital to pray a prayer of blessing over this little guy, and over them as new parents. That is a sacred honor that is hard to put into words. What a remarkable child they have in their firstborn. They are really good, creative parents!!
Then when child number two got underway, they couldn’t wait to find out…boy or girl. It was going to be another lad for their lives. You read above when he showed up and how much he weighed.
This olde man (yours truly…) is almost “over privileged” at the depth of character, courage of creativity, willingness to work extra hard and hopes for serving the world that I get to experience daily in all the men and women I mentor. Here and overseas.
The bond of mentoring friendship between Josh and me has continued to grow stronger over the months of chasing down life together. The second picture, below, is from when Judy and I were with them at Donald Miller’s Storyline Conference in San Diego this past March.
Again they asked that when the child Kaila was carrying was born, would I come and pray a prayer of blessing over their second son and them. “Yes!” was said with deep and humbling joy.
As this baby’s birth moment drew closer, I tried, as best I could, to find out what they were going to name him. A smile was the response. No name. No words. Just a smile.
Josh is the cross-country coach at a local small college. He is a world-class running athlete. Kaila also teaches some adjunct courses at the same place, and is also a running coach. Being an ulta-marathon man, and radically excellent coach (his students and their parents know they are all blessed by his guidance), just for the unique fun of it, they chose the middle name of Dash for their almost born son. Clever. For a running family.
Before turning in for the night last Friday night, I got a text from Josh saying that it would not be long before son #2 showed up. So…….waking up on Saturday morning, stumbling in my waking slumber to the kitchen to make the morning coffee, I checked my texts to see if this little guy was finally here.
He was. Healthy. Whole. Very much alive.
His stats. His name. His healthy status was mentioned.
Then…….I’m not ashamed to say that I wept.
Could not believe my eyes.
The baby boy’s name?
Wesley Dash Coon
Of course, I had a fleeting thought that maybe I was just making an arrogant assumption and that they really had named him after the Bronco football player by the name of Wes Welker. Just kidding on that one. I had no idea Josh and Kaila would choose to do this.
This was one of the biggest surprises of my 72 years. This has never happened to me before. There is zero expectation of it ever happening again. Though thoroughly humbling, I do welcome the sacred privilege of a child named after me. Just like I mentioned in my last blog post about being named after another Wes 7+ decades ago.
This I do know, that the heartfelt care I experience for all those whom I do intentional, whole-life, deep-change, transformational mentoring changes lives in ways that is almost hard to put words to. Josh and Kaila are two people committed to serving God and others in extra unique, life-giving ways. Watch out world as the goodness of their hopes and dreams becomes reality.
I love doing life with them.
I love doing life with all the others I mentor.
I love doing life
I love that Wesley Dash Coon and Wesley Marvin Roberts get to do some life together. Here is an additional reason for hoping and praying that I've many more years of living the life I was designed to live.
...about 3 months out from the birth of Wesley Dash Coon...
…….more thoughts on life to come next week…….