For awe and wonder and childhood's innocence; for pot drums and wooden spoons and the music of noise; yellow flowers in grubby chubby fingers, " I picked these for you, Granny," and that wistful look that offers a universe of love in young eyes as these meager treasures are proffered ; for bunny rabbits and Easter dresses, white ankle socks and shiny new shoes; for surgery that quickly heals; for phone calls and laughter and young women adopted as daughters; for fights and love enough to argue; for Spring peeking and twinkling and teasing with the hope and promise of new resurrection life; for sunny days laden with Sundays rest; for NASCAR and chicken wings and not having to cook... For an echo of laughter as fathers and sons wrestle and play... For these and oh so many more blessings and gifts, I give thanks and praise to the LORD!
