03/07/2025
Three years ago today, I gave birth to my third son.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BEAUTIFUL BOY!
🤎 Noble Throne Cruz 🤎
I was in labor for five days with him. Five days of waiting, pressing, trusting and anticipation. And when he finally came, it felt like he knew, this was his moment. He didn’t rush. He made an entrance. And from that day forward, he’s continued to walk in that same intentionality. The way only he could. He came with weight. With presence. With purpose.
His name, Noble Throne, wasn’t just chosen, it was given. Prayed over. Spoken in faith. And now, we watch him grow into it.
He is Noble, full of strength, honor, and dignity. He is a Throne, a place where weight rests. Where authority is seated. Where peace abides. A throne doesn’t need to shout, it’s a symbol of order, presence, and purpose. And that’s exactly who he is. There’s something about him. A stillness. A strength. A knowing. He’s only three, but he carries himself with this quiet confidence, like he already understands who he is. Like his spirit is older than his body.
He knows what he wants, and he’s not afraid to speak up for it. He’s assertive, but gentle. Tender, but steady. There’s a clarity in him, like he’s already grounded in who he is.
I don’t know how else to say it except: he’s exactly who God said he would be.
Happy Birthday, Noble Throne. We bless you. We love you. We honor the gift you are to our family!!!
