I am humbled by the life of my son. He’s a good kid. His heart is deep, and large. There are many times where I wish I could scoop him up like when he was a toddler, and hold him in my arms, and never let go. But I’m learning life is deeper than that. My role as a dad is deeper. I’m not meant to only squeeze him until he knows how much I love him. He belongs to the Lord, not me. The best part of holding him is that next eternal act – to love him by letting go.