May 4, 1990, began with one of the happiest moments of my life when I saw you being born and the doctor said, "He's a boy!" But when that same doctor, five minutes later asked me, "Do you know what Down syndrome is?" was one of the saddest moments of my life. I knew that as a recovering alcoholic I'd have enough trouble being the father of a 'regular' son, let alone one with special needs. I was so angry with God, "I don't deserve a son like this!" Trevor, the last twenty-six years of trials and triumphs, set-backs and successes we've experienced in our lives together have only served to prove that I was right all along...I really did not deserve a son like you, but for the completely opposite reason.
During your early school years I know you were bullied, told you were worthless and that the best job you could ever hope for would be folding towels in a hotel laundromat. Nevertheless, as a senior, the faculty drafted you onto the homecoming court and then your classmates elected you homecoming king in the greatest landslide in your high school's history--you received more votes than the other four candidates combined. After graduation you were hired by the L.A. Angels and the Anaheim Ducks to be their Team Stores' Greeter where you are known, admired and/or loved by hundreds of thousands of sports fans, fellow employees and the professional athletes themselves. I was fortunate to coach your Challenger flag football team over the last four seasons while you played defensive left end with ferocious intensity, threw eighty-four touchdown passes as the quarterback on offense, and led your team to a 34-0-1 record. Your Spirit-filled singing of worship songs is a tremendous source of inspiration to many parishioners at our church on Sunday mornings. Lastly, the lessons I've learned from the example of your life--thinking eternally, serving faithfully and living joyfully--have helped me to stay sober for over eighteen years.
Trevor, reflecting this morning on the wonderful impact you've made in the lives of so many people, I can now describe your birth as neither the happiest, nor the saddest, but rather as one of the greatest moments of my life. For that was the day your Mom and I received you as nothing less than a special gift from the Lord on high: a boy God had known about since before the beginning of time, and whom He brought into this world exactly the way He wanted you to be--there was not an extra hair on your head, let alone chromosome in your body. Your Mom and I will be forever grateful that we were given the great and awesome responsibility, and privilege, to take care of you, for Him, while we remain on earth.
Trevor, always please remember that your Mom, Taylor, Tanner and I just love you with all of our hearts, and with the whole earth as our witness, we would not have traded you and our lives together for anything or anyone in the world. And that is why we can also tell you today, on your birthday, that by the grace of God, with the love of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, and through the power of the Holy Spirit, we do consider ourselves, as a family, most richly blessed!
May your thoughts, words and actions always be in harmony with God's good, pleasing and perfect will for your life.
Dad, Mommy, Taylor and Tanner