Friday, September 12, 2008

"Grow up, dad!"

My memory stirs of Wednesday's trip.
(Wait here as I go get that hankie again!)
As we approached Conway, I wept all the way through the city, and my heart said

The pain, it is so real;
I smile as I feel...
with gratitude, I cry,
with pride, I wipe my eye.
"Not mine but Thine be done,"
has happened with my son
upon the Narrow Way--
but very far away!

When does the pain diminish?
Do such emotions finish?
As parents, we have won,
but I sure miss my son!
Too selfish would I be
not to set him free
and witness his success--
everyone to bless!

What are the answers to those questions?

Does anyone have them?
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