Ok, so some…well, everybody would call this a love song, a wedding song even. I call it a love song, too… but the person to whom I'm singing it… well, she's just a little bundle of sunshine and joy, and her name is Charis Marie, and she's my beautiful brand-new granddaughter. Yeah, she's three weeks old now, but she's still so tiny and smells so wonderfully and snuggles so peacefully on my chest when I hold her. And I get to hold her. And I get to love her. And my heart is almost bursting as I think of it.
Two years ago, I shared another love song, a wedding song even, that I heard on the way down to meet my youngest grandson when he was born. My heart broke when I heard it and I knew it would be our song, Rhett's and mine. Oh, I hear you laughing, but yes, I will play that song when he gets older and I will tell him…that it is OUR song. And I will dare to dream that I will hear it played at his wedding.
But today's song is for Charis. And when she gets older I will tell her this is OUR song. And I will again dare to dream that I will hear this song played at her wedding. A Gaga can dream can't she…
But I pray, too. I pray for their future spouses just as I prayed for my own daughter's future spouse when she was but a little girl. And my heart bursts with joy when I see how God answered those prayers.
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