Monday, October 22, 2012


 Three poses of my son watching more Thomas the Tank Engine clips... unfortunately, these look like three different boys.

As my son (who is two) develops, I am able to relate with him in more interesting ways, and through this am beginning to imagine what my own father must have felt as he saw me grow. But I am surprised to see parts of my father in my son in small gestures, smiles, and eccentricities...which has brought me great comfort. Unbeknownst to him, my son is ministering to me.  

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