Yesterday was memorable; the rays of the sun, the clear skies, the gentle breeze, and the laughter of Ethan and Elliot as Stephanie and I took them to our “revamped” church playground. It’s enough to put a smile on your face and cause you to offer up a word of thanksgiving to God. Of course, the gift of joy just kept coming when Ethan pulled up two small flowers from the grass and called out to Stephanie, “Here’s mommy!” Her heart melted. My mind wandered. I looked at her overjoyed reaction, and then at her small, wilted prize and thought It is so amazing that as parents no matter how small, tainted, and ordinary a gift from your child is, you would not trade it nor the bright and heartfelt look in their eyes for all the gold in the world. As I pondered on this, my heart began to melt as well (“Melt” is to be viewed here in the most masculine sense possible…like a…a Patty Melt Sandwich.) ...