Grace of God

I walked into the door of the church thinking about the tough week that had been and the crazy schedule that I will face next week.

I was feeling "okay" - not sad, not also excited; just okay.

I had many reasons why I "can't" go to church today. I had many reasons why I "can't" be as faithful as I had been in the past.

But then there was Ian, two-week old baby boy, who slept in my arms. Calm and comfortable, he smiles as if life is all great. He slept feeling secure that the arms that carry him will not drop him.

That moment, time stood still for me. I forgot all of life's concerns and I was just there. I was there. Something inside of me wanted to protect him; to build a better world for him so when he grows up, there will still be reasons for him to smile.

I've been distracted with many things but at that moment, I wanted to hold on to my faith and in my God; to not allow myself to continue beating aimlessly at the wind.

Teary-eyed I remembered how precious life is and how amazing life could be when we're with God. Teary-eyed I sighed and prayed, "Lord, I will persevere in my faith for You and for the generations to come."

God is great. Thank you, Lord.