“Papa!” She calls across the slope of tall grasses. “Papa. I want my papa.”
Grandpa is one of her heroes. Lucky girl, at age 5, she's got several family figures who point her to Jesus with their lives. Blessed, to be
sure. And being that she is an only child, she is surrounded by
adults who love her. A house full of people who have come alongside my husband and I to raise her up.
Her favorite games to play with the
grown ups are hide-and-seek and piggy-backs. She often demands that
whoever is nearest give her a ride up on their shoulders to the destination of her
choosing.
She is fond of her Papa, though, and
so demanding of his attention.
