Benjamin took his first independent steps the other day. I stared wide eyed as our last baby walked away from his baby hood. Children gleefully embrace all the new changes; the wonder of the world around them, while parents stand by and cheer them on with tears . I remember my Grandmothers face as I was leaving for college. Her standing at the door of my 70 chevy impala . I had lived with her and Grandpa through high school. I did not quite grasp the mix of sorrow and joy I saw on her face . Her crying caught me off guard. I can still see her there her hands in the position of supplication sending me off to a new life always carried by her sweet prayers of protection and blessing. Now I understand her more than ever. For every tooth lost, every step made, every door walked out of, my children are inching away from home and all I can do is stand for them, and with them and send them forth with sweet prayers of protection and blessing; believing that like me God will keep them and bring them to maturity in Him. I pray with all my heart they might know fullness of joy.
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