Call it Love. This faith I have. It is deep within. I call it love. I call for the One Who is Love. I need.
After an hour on the phone with Mom, I need. She is feeling a change. “I’m so tired,” she says with a depleted voice. “It’s okay to let go, Mom. When you’re ready. You wanna fight, let’s fight. You wanna let go. It’s just okay.” I believe myself. All shall be well. She is tired. She wants real Rest.
I remember what Ann Voskamp wrote today, “When the problems before you seem to loom larger than the Power behind
you, the purpose in living can fall right out from underneath of you.”
So, I call for Love. I need Love. LOVE is here with me, with her, with us all. God is always present. I sense Presence. I’m still sad.
Love inspires. “I’ll come get you. We’ll go to the bay. You can rest. You can enjoy the kids.” I offer, hopeful. She says yes. I smile. One more vacation.
Love is here, waiting to embrace my hurting chest. Love is here waiting to restore relationships with a dear one. Love is here waiting for Mom to come and rest. Love is here waiting for us to trust with a car falling apart.
Love is waiting.
Look what faith can do. Maybe it’s time for you to consider faith. In fact, call it LOVE. God is waiting.