Something happened around 2am last night when I checked on the little boys. I straightened John’s covers and kissed his forehead.
Across the room, PJ mumbled something like “What about me?”
In this post I share a profound middle-of-the night exchange between me and my son…
I went over to PJ. I tucked him in, leaned close, kissed his forehead…and asked, “Do you know how wonderful you are?”
He smiled and said…”I am wonderful.”
And time stopped. I just took in that moment with my sleepy little giant. Him smiling, eyes closed, and telling me what his soul knows so well. It was wonderful.
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. Psalm 139:14