Letting go

It seems as if each year for the last few years, the Christmas season has been a time of loss and letting go for me or for my family, and this year proves to be not much different.  For the last 5 months we have been blessed with a sweet baby boy in our home almost every weekend and holiday.   We have watched him grow and learn, and loved him with all our hearts.  Unexpectedly, he is leaving the state and we have to let him go.  The news was devestating and almost impossible to understand..."how could?"..."why?"... and immediately I thought of her...

                                      

She loved him for far more than a few months.  She was with him all the time.  He called her 'mommy' and reached for her when he was hurt, layed his head on her shoulder when he was sleepy, and smiled at her when he awoke each day.  But yet, she would have to let go...did she know?  (And if she did, given the choice, would she have loved anyway, fully, without pause or hesitation?  I believe, yes.)

Amazingly and beautifully enough, His coming, Love, would be the very thing, the very One, to heal her broken heart when she, too, had to let go.  His coming, Love, will "bind up the brokenhearted" (Isaiah 61:1) each and every time we allow Him to flow in like the soothing balm that is Him.  Love.  Jesus. God. Born to love us. Save us.  Me, Mary, you.  In leaving, loving.  In hurt, healing.  This is Love.

Joy~~~~~~~