Jay was a wrestler so he liked to wrestle with the boys. He had Trey pinned to get his phone. Parents do that just to irritate their kids, ya know.
I remember the laughter…just as if you had tickled him when he was five under his armpits. It became contagious.
Tears from laughter fell.
Tears fall from grief.
Wrestling. What do we wrestle with? I’m wrestling with migraines, depression, grief, a dying dog, and to be honest – God.
Where do you want us God?
Tears fall from frustration and stress.
Eight years ago they wrestled. Today, we are still wrestling.
So for me – my prayer today is from Psalms. “But You, O GOD, the Lord, deal kindly with me for Your name’s sake; Because Your lovingkindness is good, deliver me;”