--HEAVEN'S MUSIC~~

--MY grandson would be entering the world today. "We still haven't decided on a name, Dad. Any ideas? Mom?"
My laboring daughter-in-law asked between contractions if we had come up with a name.

"I'm going to pay a visit to the Chapel downstairs," Dad said, "Be back shortly."

Pushing the button for the elevator, I whispered a prayer, "Send your angels with the perfect name for our grandson, Lord."

Sunshine streamed through the chapel window sending beams of hope to my soul. "Be with Deb as she labors, Lord. Lord, please help us choose a name suitable for You."

A short while later, I ended my prayer and slowly made my way out the door, with no name for my grandson in my heart.

At the elevator I suddenly froze in place. The song, "Oh Danny Boy" filled the air from the hospital intercom.

"Thank You!" I whispered, whistling all the way back to the delivery room.
"I think we should name our grandson Daniel!" I announced, hearing the excitement in my own voice.
Deb's mouth dropped open.

--What's wrong? I asked.
"Chuck, she cried as my son entered the room. "Tell your dad what name we just decided on."

"Daniel. The name came on a breeze as I walked across the parking lot. I called Deb on the cell phone to tell her," my son chuckled.
It seems the angels had been whispering my grandson's name all over the place. I couldn't wait to set eyes upon our bundle from Heaven.
--"Welcome to the world Danny Boy!" ~~