Spoken For

 Happy Valentines Day!

I hope your day is filled with all things lovely.  Today is my oldest son's 21st birthday.  Some of you may remember that he had some very serious health issues in the last year. I'm delighted to tell you that he is doing very well!  We will be spending our Valentines together as a family, at his request.  Someday I may share more of that story but I'm still gathering some of the broken pieces of me.  God is healing us in beautiful ways.  He gave me this place to write and to heal, I know that.  But parts of the story aren't mine to tell to the entire world so while He weaves His beautiful threads, I'm recording my thoughts - pen to paper - privately.  

But here's a sweet little story... One day last week, while I was shopping at Sal's Boutique (Salvation Army), my youngest and oldest sons were making a Valentine gift for me.  It's hard to fathom but my 8 year old son didn't want to go junking with me :)  so he asked if he could go to his brother's work (It's our family welding shop so grand kids and siblings often stop in).   Apparently, one found heart shaped copper pieces and the other welded them together.   The younger one ran off to find another fun project or adventure.  The other... The sheepish smile and gentle "adult" hand that gave it to me, melted my heart.  

From the moment he was born I have said that he is my valentine but this last year, when I nearly lost him, I would weep with my husband at night when no one else was around - sobbing words... "This boy is heart of my heart".  I don' t know if I even knew what that meant but the Bible talks about "bone of my bone", "flesh of my flesh" and that's what I felt.
Like any mom can relate to, I love each of my children deeply, immeasurably.  But when one of them hurts, my attention turns to that one.  I ached for him... and because of him.  Deep, can't-figure-it-out, lost-to-it kind of aching.   When I say "heart of my heart" I know some of you moms know what I mean, even if it isn't a definable term.  And that copper heart represents something pretty miraculous that's unfolding.    

Maybe you've been feeling some "unfolding" lately too...  a pull to something you know is God, even if you don't want to admit it.  You are His "heart of my heart".  That one step you are contemplating, that proverbial step of faith, it is a blind step but if you have been waiting for something, some kind of sign... this is it.  Know that change can happen with God!