Home Again in Meeting Mr. Jesus Christ

How true it is, some things in life we walk away from only to spend the rest of our days wishing we could return to them. For me that is to go back home again.

About four o'clock this morning I arrived at my step-daughter's home. She, and her three children, picked me up yesterday. We drove ten plus hours through the night to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, my home. Though I should have been exhausted I was so excited to be here I could barely sleep.

Today between running her teen children to football practice, homes of the friends they missed while away on vacation and errands, we spent every free moment getting caught up on years of life we missed sharing. Now two young nieces, ages two and three are also here at the house for the night. There is no shortage of happiness or energy under this roof.

My step-daughter, Nannie, and I have talked a great deal about her father, his life and death, family issues and Ryan, my son who is Nannies brother.

This has been a wonderful, emotionally draining day. Being home again lights my heart with joy. Having family to share it with is icing on the cake.

Thank you dear Lord for this great blessing. My heart is fuller, in fact, my cup runneth over with all You bring to me.

Nannie

Last updated August 21, 2014