Nanna Holds -Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Thank you so much for joining me for a little coffee break at Coffee Hour! Grab your coffee and come on in for a few minutes.

I left off with Bryden’s daddy’s graduation from the first phase of his program. I am returning there because there were a couple of poignant moments I want to try and recapture for you. Bryce was sitting in the row ahead of us with the other guys who were also graduating and we were right behind him. Well, Bryden had found a nice big piano which kept him entertained for a few minutes, marveling at the concept of pushing a key down and it makes a noise sometimes pretty and soemitimes… well, not so pleasing to the ear! Soon he wasn’t content with that. He wanted to sit with his daddy. So down he went and up he climbed, announcing as if no one else were in the room that he wanted to sit on his daddy’s lap. All this was happening while one of the directors was welcoming us all to the graduation.

Hmmm, what to do? Pick him up and take him out and cause an even bigger stink, or just let him be and see if he would settle down? This question went around in my head while a hot flash trickled down my back!

Just about the time I was going to reach for him, the director asked us to stand. I watched Bryce stand with his little boy in his arms and it was as though they were one. With his head on his daddy’s shoulder and a one-of-a-kind look of contentment on his face, he clung to his daddy. It was the sweetest picture of a little boy hanging on to his daddy, eyes sweetly closed, an angelic look on his face that comes with contentment, when all else is right with the world because of who you’re with.

The director began to pray, and Bryden let us know he was listening with a resounding “Amen” at the end. The sound of laughter erased my prior question, at least for the time being, and we sat down to listen as the director explained what the graduates had to do to get where they were today.

Then we got to hear from each of the graduates as they gave a quick testimony of what being in the program had done for them thus far. I just knew George was practically holding his breath waiting to see his son stand up in front of a crowd and speak, no matter what he said or how he said it, because George’s greatest fear is speaking in front of others. In fact, he has warned me to never invite him up to the stage to speak at one of our events.

Bryce didn’t disappoint and delivered quite well, even making us laugh through the tears as he shared the sovereignty of how God had intervened in his life just in time and how he just wanted to concentrate on getting healthy and learn how to have a relationship with this God he had been running from , the one his dad had been trying to introduce him to for years.

That’s when the final poignant moment of this day happened, when I recognized the elation I was feeling was similar to when my own son had stood before us and declared his commitment to sobriety, and to God. God was blending our family, one child at a time and I couldn’t have been more proud of him if he were my biological son!

Join me Wednesday for more!

Smiling,

Evinda