“When we pray, God hears more than we say,
Answers more than we ask,
Gives more than we imagine,
In His own time, and in His own way.” ~ Unknown
She recognized him instantly, despite the dirt, beard and ball cap. Her careworn face lit with a joy so bright, any doubt about his welcome instantly flew. She made short work of the few steps to him and catapulted into his arms. He was a whole head taller than her, but that little boy feeling of ‘mommy’s arms making it all better’ overwhelmed him. He dissolved into sobs, hugging her in return as if he would never let go.
Her tears wet the front of his jacket and he rested his head on top of her hair. The smell of his mother, indiscernible in its scents, yet reminding him of strength and comfort, filled his nostrils. The feeling of love filled his starving heart till he thought it might burst.
“I’m so sorry, mom, I‘m so sorry,” was all he could murmur over and over.
She finally released herself from his hug and placed a hand on either side of his face. She held his head so that he had to look directly into her watery eyes. His own tears made her blurry.
“You are loved with an everlasting love Jason.” The passion that infused her words gave him the feeling that it wasn’t his mom that was talking. “Your sins are forgiven and you need not be afraid.”
The words went straight to his heart like an arrow that does not miss its mark. He broke down and wept.Read More »