So I continue to see God teaching me things about Himself (and our relationship) through my relationship with my son. Just this week, Jayce is learning that he can do more than just cry. He has begun making sounds and even, to my surprise, giggling. As the dad, you can understand how happy and overwhelmed I am by all of this. And then it hit me... the joy that I am feeling - that must be how God feels when we stop our crying and start trying to talk to Him. I mean, when Jayce is talking to me, I don't even care if he is spitting up all over and poop is coming out the sides of his diaper, I love it! All of it, his "poop" and all. So, I have determined I am on a refreshed and aware journey to find my voice. The voice in which I talk to my father and I pray that He would teach me new words to speak.