Love and Loss

Do not let your happiness depend on something you may lose... only [upon] the Beloved who will never pass away. C. S. Lewis

It's been a little over 2 months now since our Little Bit moved out to go live with his parents and older sister. The days go quickly at times (could it really be 2 months already) and drag on in empty monotony other times. There's plenty to do, of course, we are still both involved with many activities at church and there are a lot of things around the house that have been "back burnered" for the last 2 years while we "played house". We go back and forth between enjoying some more uninterrupted time together (we've never dated so often!) and throwing ourselves into work & activities to keep our minds (even temporarily) off the fact that the house seems so empty without toys scattered through the rooms. Even Lilypad seems to be having a little trouble adjusting.

In the midst of loss though, there is love. I have found my Sweet Baboo to be a treasure in his love and support and consideration of my sometimes persistent melancholy. My church family has been nearer and dearer than ever before. And, my Lord, has been so utterly true to His promise to "never leave me or forsake me" that I have found, even in these difficulties, I am more sure of my faith in Him than ever before. It's funny how life can prove the truth of Scriptures over and over, as I'm realizing that He has turned even this for my good (Romans 8).