Son

Sleeping at Last fascinates me. His distinct voice, the lyrics, the music… it… fascinates. I've shared several of his songs, the last just a few weeks ago, called Daughter.

I have a daughter. My throat catches and I find I can't breathe when I think of her, she is so precious to me. She has become more than I could ever dare imagine and, oh, how that leaves me breathless. Wasn't sure how I could ever love anyone as much as I love her.  

Then I met my grandsons… I get the same catch in my throat when I think of each of them.  Each has his own personality and they are as different as can be and just as alike and I love them each differently and the same. 

As I prayed for my daughter every day from the moment I knew she existed and still pray, I pray for them… that they grow up knowing and being known by their God.  I pray that they grow in Grace and Wisdom.  I pray for their mother and father, that they lead them in that Grace.

And I pray now for another little girl.  My daughter is having a daughter.  And I already have a catch in my throat as I think of her and I'm already praying that she grows in Grace.  And I'm already breathless.

 

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