My husband had taken this photo and sent it to me as an “I love you”.
Jase and I arrived back home on Sunday.
We had left on Tuesday for a stay with Tim and Sis.
The events of the previous weekend had prompted the visit.
Plans had been made for me to head up for just Friday through Sunday to help with their yard sale.
However, my asthma had gotten to the point that my husband felt I should relocate for a while.
I love visiting them.
They are such a blessing.
And I breathe better there.
For nearly a week I enjoyed being able to do things and helping with the baby.
It was truly delightful.
Yet, I always miss my husband and our girls when I’m away.
It’s that bittersweet thing.
And I’m so blessed to be so loved.
When I first saw the girls they each hugged me and told me about the goings on.
It felt like I’d been gone much longer.
How precious is the time we have with those we love.
And if I enjoy my family to this extent
how much more does Jesus?
To have us love each other,
to have us love Him,
how great must His joy be!
Yet, how easy it is to take for granted those we love.
We see them everyday.
Did I tell the girls “I love you” before they left for work?
Does my son hear me say positive words as well as the direction and correction?
Have I served my husband today?
It’s good to stop and reflect.
To allow Jesus to hone my perspective.
I don’t want a single day to pass without my family understanding how much I love them.
Thank You for my family. Thank You for our daughter and son-in-law and grandbaby. Thank You for allowing me time to visit them. Please continue to help me love them as You do. Please help me to stay focused on what is really important. May our family love You and each other, always. “