March 19
By the last game in youth basketball everyone had scored except Melissa. In the closing minute I told Missey to camp near the basket and for the boys to pass the ball to her. They did. With two hands she pushed the ball up. It hit under the rim and bounced back to her. She pushed it up again and it went in the basket. Cheers and high fives all around. The game ended.
A happy Missey came to the sideline. I gave her a congratulatory hug. I had no way of knowing then, but this happy ten-year-old would be the mother of three of my grandchildren.
"Before I formed you in the womb I knew you..." (Jeremiah 1:5)
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