a Child's Courage

A Child's Courage It was Saturday morning and my mind remained paralyzed while trying to think about a thesis for my writing assignment. In desperate attempts, I even asked God to deliver me an essay and in return, I promised to attend church the next day. After waiting several minutes, no essay appeared from the heavens above. I concluded that God must have been busy, if there was a paper to be written it was …

…a caring gesture or if it was just for my benefit, I continued to glare as they left the playground. As they drove away, I couldn't help but wonder if the boy would always be able to find the courage to calm his father in times of trouble. Shortly after the boy and his father left, my son wrapped his arm around my waist, and told me I was the best mom in the world.