Grant and I stand, arms looped around one another, smiling big for the camera, before he's off.
It's Sadie Hawkins, and he's been invited to the dance.
His shirt is new. Shiny and crisp.
But that's not all that's new. There's the new twinge in my heart. An awakening in my soul. The awareness, to a new level, that we're on a fast path moving forward and it probably won't stop.
Later, I drive him to meet his date. "We're friends," he says. And I know for now it's true. But she's wearing heels and soft curls and together they're a dashing sight.
This is my boy. Growing big. Standing tall.
Have fun, sweet son. Laugh long. Love life.
I say goodbye and the he is off.
Girl on the arm.
On the wings of a prayer.
Lord, thank you for being with my son as he stretches deeper into life. Keep him safe. Keep him strong. May he be a man of excellence. One whose character honors You. Amen
How can a young man keep his way pure? By living according to your word. Psalm 119:9