Knees

Have I told you why?

Have I told you when I knew?

The very first time I saw him he was walking toward me, striding confidently up the driveway of my dear friends.  I looked at him.  I wondered, 'Who is he?'

Then I saw the worn knees of his dress slacks.  And I knew.

I knew he was a man of God.  I knew he spent time on his knees, humble before the Lord.

I knew I would love this man.

We had sons.  My prayer is they are their father's sons.