I have been captured by someone I’m convinced is from outer space, like, for example, a place called heaven. The world as I knew it and assumed I could speak of its reality no longer exists thanks to this recent ambush. And this little person who abducted me came from that same planet you see on the commercial where everything was in black and white, then, in an instant, everything changes to technicolor and birds sing “Zip-a-dee-do-dah, Zip-a-dee-ay, My, oh, my, it’s a wonderful day!”

Just so you know in case you want to send ransom money, my abductor is a six pound, eleven ounce, 19 1/4” long blue eyed beauty going by the alias of Cailyn Joy McNary. I say it’s an alias because she’s really too beautiful for her real name to be of this earth. She’s got to have an angelic name that Someone is keeping from us. But we’ll happily call her Cailyn Joy until the angels reveal their secret.

I was warned that the journey from father to grandpa was better than any trip I had ever made before and I’d never want to go back. And now that I’ve gone over to the other side, so to speak, I wonder why I didn’t do this decades earlier.

I’m an emotional mess. How could I possibly love someone so much that I hadn’t even known a week earlier? How could I possibly go to work each day and not be able to concentrate because I missed her so much? And it was just four days earlier she was a figment of imagination living lovingly inside my daughter-in-law? For crying out loud! How could those blue eyes melt me and she can’t even speak!

I paused to take a break while yesterday and sat staring at the wall wondering what she was doing. Was she eating okay? Was her Daddy holding her or her Mommy? What was she wearing? Was she warm? Was her diaper okay? Did she miss me, too?

Good grief. I’m a mature, responsible adult that ought to be in better control.

But I’m not. I’m toast. Wasted. Undone. Abducted. Ambushed. Smitten. Ravished.

And she doesn’t have a clue how much she is loved.

And neither do I most of the time.

Until times like these and God reminds me, as I feel a love that is has so mysteriously appeared and captured me, that this is the way He feels about me all the time.

He just likes to give me these beautiful occasions when He lets me feel about someone like He feels about me.
How awful to ever have to watch one starve.
Unbelievable, unexplainable, life-changing love.
By the way, the address to send ransom money to is: Box 572, El Dorado, Ks. Make it to the attention of: Cailyn Joy McNary.