Daniel

I can't take credit for this picture. It was taken by my good friend David Shirk.

Daniel is the sunshine on a cloudy day. I find myself staring at him, wondering what I did to deserve a wonderful son like him. He is so tenderhearted. He was listening to the story of Joseph, in Chinese of course, and began to cry. He looked at Becky and said, "Mommy, why did his brothers be mean to him?" Becky told him to listen to the rest of the story. At the end, we began to talk to him about forgiveness. He understood the meaning of forgiveness and even stated that he, too, would have forgiven his "sister."

It seems he always have the right words or actions to make me happy when I feel sad. In many ways, Daniel is my source of strength.