Max often looks at me, puts both of his hands in the air and says, “Up, daddy!”

I live in this perpetual state of “Up, Daddy!” with God.

“I have carried you since you were born; I have taken care of you from your birth. Even when you are old, I will be the same. Even when your hair has turned gray, I will take care of you. I made you and will take care of you. I will carry you and save you.” – Isaiah 46:3b-4