Letter to My Children (October 22, 2013)
Dear Jonathan, Sarah, Joshua and Christina,
Was going through photo's today, looking for some to make a card
for Jordan in Afghanistan. So many good memories. Our love for each
other so apparent in the photo's. It is time to come home children.
We love you all, bring your babies, and come home. We will comfort you
and walk through the pain of making wrongs right together.
No more pretending that this is Christlikeness to destroy your family.
Joshua bring your wife home, bring our little Bean home, Jonathan bring
your wife and our little Jackson home. Sarah bring your husband and our little
PennyRose and the newest to come baby - home. We love you, if you need
us to come to you we will. I was there all last year, even when locked out of our
house, even when you threatened to call the police if I kept waiting at your door to
see you, even when you told me to go away, when you didn't answer the phone,
didn't call on our birthday or Christmas, didn't answer our calls on your birthdays,
didn't receive our gifts. Also came your NY family and friends, aunts and uncles,
cousins, old CCA friends, old pastors and their wives, missionary friends....we have
all tried and tried to reach you, to talk, to hug you, to reason with you. And even
though your response has been stony silence, we will keep on reaching out anyway we can.
With all the love and forgiveness that Christ has given us.
Love,
Your own mom
Was going through photo's today, looking for some to make a card
for Jordan in Afghanistan. So many good memories. Our love for each
other so apparent in the photo's. It is time to come home children.
We love you all, bring your babies, and come home. We will comfort you
and walk through the pain of making wrongs right together.
No more pretending that this is Christlikeness to destroy your family.
Joshua bring your wife home, bring our little Bean home, Jonathan bring
your wife and our little Jackson home. Sarah bring your husband and our little
PennyRose and the newest to come baby - home. We love you, if you need
us to come to you we will. I was there all last year, even when locked out of our
house, even when you threatened to call the police if I kept waiting at your door to
see you, even when you told me to go away, when you didn't answer the phone,
didn't call on our birthday or Christmas, didn't answer our calls on your birthdays,
didn't receive our gifts. Also came your NY family and friends, aunts and uncles,
cousins, old CCA friends, old pastors and their wives, missionary friends....we have
all tried and tried to reach you, to talk, to hug you, to reason with you. And even
though your response has been stony silence, we will keep on reaching out anyway we can.
With all the love and forgiveness that Christ has given us.
Love,
Your own mom
