O Lord, You know that once upon a time, this beautiful little girl invited me to Grandparents’ Day. The happy ever after is that she’s grown into a beautiful young woman, inside and out. But OMG, can’t we replay the story a few dozen times?
O Lord, You know I spent many summer nights, sitting on hard bleachers, watching our baseball-crazy son and his team play T-ball. I slapped at mosquitoes and applauded every player (“Yay! You only missed that catch by 20 feet!”). OMG, You didn’t tell me that one day, I would watch my son coach his son too.