My Youngest Daughter

My wife is out of town for a few days. She is in California attending an educational conference. Since she is gone, I invited both of the girls to lunch today. Hannah already had plans, but Sarah joined me.

Let me tell you about my youngest dayghter. (She told me I could) She is twenty years old. She is a junior in college, preparing to work as a Child Life Specialist with children suffering from cancer. I asked her why she would do that, considering the emotional stress that will place on her. Her answer was, essentially, that she wants to "make a difference." Sarah is about as centered as any young person I know. She has her spiritual priorities in order. She wants a relationship, but it will need to be on her terms. But if you ask her what she wants to do, she wants to make a difference.

I am not sure I approach life that way, even today. I know I didn't at age twenty.

Today is the Superbowl. Some friends from church invited us to watch the game with them. Since my wife is out of town, I am pretty much at a loss as to what sort of snack to take with me. I mentioned this at lunch. "How about those sausages wrapped in biscuits?"my daughter suggested. My response was "How exactly do you make those?" Her response? "I'll make them for you, Daddy...pick them up on your way."

Thanks, sweetheart...you made a difference today.