It was 2:30 on Friday morning when the phone rang.
"You have a grandson." My daughter was proudly stating four of the most exciting words that a father can hear. I have a grandson, a new and healthy baby boy.
"I'm so glad you are awake."
Of course I was awake. I couldn't sleep knowing that my daughter was having her baby.
She had called about 4:30 the previous afternoon to tell me her water had broken and Nick was taking her to the hospital. I was at work. When my boss heard the news he pointed to the door and simply said "GO". I started to explain that I didn't want to leave the store short-handed but he would none of it.
"You will be no good to us here and your daughter will need her father. Go."
So off I went. The Rev was already on the road as she had a meeting in Iowa City that evening. As it turned out, I was only 20 minutes behind her on the highway. When I got to Cedar Rapids, my daughter and I agreed that it wasn't necessary for me to go to the hospital. She was in good hands and I would just make her nervous and get in the way. She would call when she needed me. So there I was, unsuccessfully trying to get some rest. Waiting for news, when the great phone call came.
The Rev and I agreed to let them all get some rest so we actually waited until about 8 that morning before we went in to see our new little member of the Sunbob clan.
Maxwell David is his name. Seven pounds three ounces of beautiful little boy. He appears to healthy and my daughter came through without any complications as well. All is good.
So now I have a grandson. After raising daughters, I will get to do some boy things now. I hope he enjoys fishing because I'm already making plans.
Wow, now I get to learn to be a grandfather. I hope the Lord will guide me to be a good one.
And wouldn't it be great if, some time in his life, Max will be able to find . . .