Where hope outpaces fear and faith finds breath,
You rest, my son, in promise yet to step.
The world is wide, with wonder yet to see,
With paths of purpose waiting patiently.
I won’t deny the days will ask you more,
But love will teach you what you’re living for.
Strong hearts are shaped by truth and tested time,
And growth finds grace in every hill you climb.
I named you, Ray, for friendship tried and true,
For steady strength and goodness seen through you.
A name that means when storms around you rise,
There’s calm conviction carried in your eyes.
Ray: warmth and wisdom, steady, sure, and kind.
Micah: justice gentle, mercy well-aligned.
Eli: my God, when roads feel steep or strange,
He walks beside you, constant through all change.
So rise with joy, my son, receive the day,
Let laughter lead you, let love light your way.
The world may wander, wrestle, lose its way,
But God is good, and goodness will grow with you Ray.
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