and all the regrets that smack
us in the face more often than we like.
if i had fed you better.
been more disciplined with your homework.
wished there had been more hugs and kisses and
prayer and devotional times.
the different backgrounds.
faiths. ways of dealing with conflict.
oh, pray, as my children and i reunite since
brandt's return from deployment. we are so close.
love being together.
at one point of life, everything can be looking
very good....but, within months or few years, influences
can stomp in with muddy, powerful sweeps of lies. a one-time,
normal, workable child is found on a completely different track.
a dark one. one you would never have imagined or dreamed.
our hearts can be ravaged and broken.
the future look damaged and dark.
"oh, God, save our country.
redeem our attempts to represent Jesus
correctly. may it start in us. our shaken hearts.
and passed on to our children and grandchildren...
and many families around us.
i wish i had my Bible right here. everyone is asleep.
and using a walker, trying to maneuver myself with a
Bible, just doesn't work.
but the family is precious to Jesus.
His love covers all. stay close, Lord, stay