Love is being able to worship with my mom, husband, children and church family. Love is listening to my children sing songs about life in Christ. Love is letting go....
As I sit on my front porch, I can hear the laughter of Alexa and Charles as they watch the opening ceremonies of the Olympics. Down the hall the joy of salvation is echoed off the walls of Alan's room. And in my mind I hear Andy's voice as he tells me he loves me. It is times like these that I am reminded that God has loaned me something of value, something of great worth.
Twenty-six years ago, I surrendered my life, marriage and children to God and tonight as I look to the future, I am reminded that love is bittersweet. These next few days will indeed be bittersweet, as I watch Alan pack and prepare for his return to Russia, a place he calls home. Love is letting go....
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