Our kids spent a week away from us with Tisha’s parents, but now we are reunited. It was only a week, but it seemed like forever. They’ve spent a week away from us before, but for some reason this time it was different. They were safe and with people they love, but the distance between us and them still creates a feeling of despair.
I suppose this is what it feels like when He is separated from his children. He must yearn to be close to them. He must think about them all the time.
When we landed at Houston Hobby on Thursday, Tisha’s dad brought Haylee and Aby to pick us up at the airport. Tisha and I were both greeted with as big a hugs as our girls could offer. Those are moments I shall never forget.
The kids, especially Haylee and Reese, have been particularly clingy the last few days. I don’t mind it at all. I suspect, to a certain degree, that’s the way it ought to be. Isn’t that what God wants from us?



