This morning I took a glass of ice coffee to my son. He was half asleep, half awake. I told him good morning, set his coffee on his side table, leaned over rubbed his head and then kissed his forehead. He smiled. That smile warmed my heart.
These are the stories of the Preacher and I while learning to live in the grace of Jesus.
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Coffee and a Smile
This morning I took a glass of ice coffee to my son. He was half asleep, half awake. I told him good morning, set his coffee on his side table, leaned over rubbed his head and then kissed his forehead. He smiled. That smile warmed my heart.
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