He's turning 15 today. Along with his other set of "grands", Jack and I heard his first cry. We sang the "Doxology" in the Delivery room: "Praise God from Whom all blessings flow," Blessings like Jesiah. I'm his last grandparent standing, The last to cheer him on, The last to pray for him every single Day. But I'll sing extra loud on the phone this Evening. I'll sing Happy Birthday to my grandson, And just to surprise him, And for old times' sake, I'll close with the "Doxology." |