Four More Days Until "I do"
From the moment our kids are born, we pray for them - for their hopes, dreams, health and of course, their faith. As parents, our kids look to us for direction and to walk in our shoes. There are times when I can honestly admit that I sure didn't want my girls to walk in my shoes because my shoes were dirty and less than I'd want for them to walk in. Many nights, I lie awake, rocking my youngest who seemed to never sleep. I'd pray for her to be loved and cherished the way a mom's heart cherishes her. I would pray that she would eventually get potty trained, telling her that if she didn't "get it" one day, her husband would be the one to change her diapers. Oh, and marriage....As she grew old enough to know a little of the concept of marriage as a three year old, her honest plea was, "I'm going to mawwy Stevie Wonder". Such certainty! Just as sure as she knew that her eyes were "bwack". The day, in her teens, when she was 14...