A Brave Boy

One minute, I stood watching my son's brown hair flop while his daddy pushed him in the swing. The next minute, he was flying through the air, twisting 180 degrees before landing flat on his back.

My husband reached him first. I sprinted from the deck, screaming, "Don't move him!" But our little guy was already standing up. He rested his head on my left shoulder, his usual refuge. Between sobs he was saying, "Can I get back on now? Can I get back on now?"

for though a righteous man falls seven times, he rises again ... Proverbs 24:16a