(I'm sorry I don't know who wrote the inspired original, but if I find it again I'll come back and add credit here)
Mom: Hey buddy, can I tell you a secret?
Mom: (whispers) I love you.
Son: Hey Mom, can I tell you a secret?
Son: (whispers) I'm Batman.
I have an old picture of 7 year-old Batman.
He's wearing a mask and a blue blanket cape,
with a plastic sword in his hand
and cowboy boots on the wrong feet.
And I remember watching out my kitchen window as he fought crime and saved the world from certain peril. I knew that I would never love my son more than I did in those moments; his boundless imagination, his noble dreams, his heroic heart.
I can't help but wonder what God feels
when I take the time to dream
and tell Him my secrets.