Reunion

                After 8 months and 12 days, my son got to see his dad last weekend.  Yay!!!!!!!

                I really expected that there would be some sort of negative backlash – anger, regression, fits when it was time to say goodbye…something.  But there wasn’t.  My son was just really excited to see his dad, didn’t ask a lot of questions, and took the new way of life in stride.  He is amazing.  God is amazing. 

                God has been so faithful to protect my son through this.  I can’t believe how resilient he is and how well he adapts to changes.  I know that part of it is childlike faith and innocence, but I also know that part of it is supernatural protection from God.  Thank you all for praying for him – I am confident your prayers have made a difference in his little life.

                The first reunion was actually two weekends ago.  This past weekend all three of us were able to go to the beach with my extended family.  It was a fabulous trip!  The weather was so mild that the water wasn’t too cold (although we didn’t get wet on purpose – but that’s another story!  J).  There was no wind; it felt more like a lucky summer day at the beach instead of the last weekend of October.  Amazing!  Again, God is so good.

                This reunion is a huge step forward in our journey, but the journey continues.  I will keep you updated as we go along, and again, THANK YOU for your prayers!!!

Rhythm of My Soul

     This is a song I wrote in college.  I stumbled across it last night and thought I would like to share it.  I don't remember the tune, though.  :(

Lord, how do I say what I'm feeling right now?
I'm lonely; I feel like I've lost you somehow.
I long for your arms to hold me so close
that your heartbeat is the rhythm of my soul.

Lord, I long for your voice to calm all of my fears. 
And I long for your hand to dry all of my tears.
I long for your sweet breath to fall on my cheek,
and to rest in your presence, humbled and weak.

     The only part of the song that I've remembered throughout the years is the imagery of being so close to God that his heartbeat is what motivates my soul.  If we all march to the beat of a different drum, I want my drum to be the one pounding in the heart of God.  May his concerns be my concerns, his passions be my passions, his music be my music, his heart be my heart. 

     So close to God that his heartbeat is the rhythm of my soul...that's what I want to be.