a love song

There was once a father, walking through a mall with his 2-year-old son. The child was cranky; he kept whining and wriggling and complaining. The father struggled to remain patient.

After much whining, the father suddenly scooped up his 2-year-old grumbler, held him tight to his chest, and began to sing an impromptu love song. None of the words rhymed. He sang it off-key, but as best as he could, he shared his heart:

"I love you. I'm so glad you're my boy. You make me laugh."

From store to store the father kept going, words not rhyming, notes off-key. His son relaxed, captivated by this strange and wonderful song.

Finally, when they had finished, the dad went to the car, buckled his son in the car seat, and his son raised his arms and lifted up his head. "Sing it to me again, Daddy. Sing it to me again."

(Source: Love Beyond Reason by John Ortberg)

Contentment, in a love song. My Father holds me close and sings his song off love to me. though i'm utterly unlovable at times.

I can wait. I can persevere through my disappointment. I'm being taught a prospective lesson of gratefulness.