How special those moments are, when our kids are so small and dependent upon us, to hold them up and protect them. Ironically, we were walking back from a celebration of their sister's son and our son, who both graduated from high school and will shortly be pulling those hands away from us as they continue to strive for independence.
It's okay. That is what we raise our children to be. Independent.
I just pray that their hands will always reach toward their heavenly Father - for support and strength in good times and bad. I pray they always remember that He is always there with a hand held out to them.
*Check out the blue jays visiting my yard at Composition Life