After four days of worry, my husband Ace returned from a trip to Alaska for work. Oh how I worry when he is away. This was driver training on a lake of ice. He was tired from the long flight. The clomp, clomp, thump of little boy feet echoed through the house followed by wild excited expressions of joy from the lips of my children. They adore Ace. Welcome home!
As I saw this scene, I got a glimpse, perhaps for just a moment, of what it will be like when we are once again with our Father. The look on that face...the feeling of His arms around us. I think He'll be the first one to greet us...because he missed us more than anyone else there. This is a glimpse...only it will be brighter. It will be much brighter.
As we never really know what life holds for us, what is the point of worry? It's such a waste of emotion. It's focusing on the worst case...and playing it over and over in my mind. So, I decidedly need to be better at trusting the Lord. I need to be better at looking forward with Faith. So why ever worry? I've needed this quote by M. Louise Haskins this week.
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This has been especially poignant to me when too many (1 is too many, of course) families are falling apart around us.
Glad the husbands are home safe this weekend!
Glad yours is home too Verena! God bless!
So beautiful! Thank you.
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