forgotten story
last week someone asked me to recount a story i had told on a sunday morning. i could not remember it at the time, so i told them i would post it here when i remembered.
i forget the context of the story [it is really more of an anecdote], or why i was telling it on a sunday, but this is what i rememeber…
i have a daughter named grace, who just turned four. every night when i put her to bed, we read a bible story, pray and then i will sing her a song or two: usually jesus loves me, jesus loves the little children or country roads [we live in WV after all].
this particular night i asked her what she wanted me to sing. she paused for a moment and then responded “amazing grace.” after a slight pause, she ammended her request.
“and then sing ‘amazing daddy’”
what can i say?
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that’s beautiful
Wow Billy, we’re on at the same time! Trey, I meant to tell you ‘happy birthday’ Saturday but I forgot; sorry man! And today’s Grace’s, right? Seems like she’s been on the earth for more than four years, huh? This ‘amazing daddy’ request is really funny. I love trying to remember things like that in my own childhood that betray how I perceived and interpreted things. Grace is a cutie!
I thought I left a comment earlier but I don’t see it—anyway I was the one who asked you to repeat your story of Grace –thanks for remembering!