All I can do right now is look at this precious little boy. I want to hold him. He looks so grown up already and he is only a month old. And he is so far, too far away. Sigh. Granny is getting choked up.
I have great comfort in knowing how much his mom and dad love him. Their desire is the same as ours: that he would know and follow Christ. And maybe play a little soccer and some guitar.
Was there ever a more beautiful mother?
I need a tissue.