During my 9-year-old grandson’s baseball game, I asked my wife if I should offer my portable fold-up chair to a young mother standing and holding her baby. My wife replied, “Do whatever you feel led.” My 72-year-old heart offered my chair. She kindly answered, “No, thank you.” After the game, this mother gracefully came over with her sunglasses off and shared that I reminded her of her late pastor-father, who had died a year ago. Quickly, her brown eyes and my blue eyes were filled with tears. My walk-off question was, “What do you miss the most from your dad?” “His hugs,” she responded. Immediately, “Walk-off hugs.”
Mike Sawyer, M.Div.
Denver