Sunrises with My Son

I got the opportunity to sit in the bed with Troy this morning and watch the sunrise. He leaned against my left side and laid his head against my chest. I wrapped my arm around him and cradled him to me. We sat like that for several minutes watching the sky change colors and get lighter and lighter through the leafless trees behind our house. He was quiet and still at first, just content to gaze outside and appreciate this wonder. Then, he started to talk. Perhaps trying to put into words the awesomeness of what he was seeing. It came out as incoherent babble, which is pretty much how it sounded when I tried to do the same thing. Sometimes, there is no way to adequately describe how awesome God is or words that do Him justice. Sometimes, all you can do is just babble. After a few minutes, Troy got restless and attempted to put both of his feet in his mouth at the same time. I rubbed his back and entertained him by making my legs dance in front of him. It was nice to take a few moments to enjoy the simplicity of life and not be focused on the day ahead. It was nice to just be...and enjoy sitting with my son, feeling his warmth pressed against me, and watch him stick his feet in his mouth.