Last year, my son went through a phase of independence. At just seven years old, he no longer wanted me hugging him around his friends, calling him buddy, or kissing him when I dropped him off places.
But during that phase, one day as I was writing at the kitchen table, he did something that surprised me.
Out of the blue, he walked over and climbed onto my lap.
At first, I thought maybe he was hurt or upset about something.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Nothing.” He smiled.
Then he wrapped his arms around my neck, rested his head on my shoulder, and hugged me.
I hugged him back.
Tight.
“Love you, Mom,” he whispered.
“Love you, too.” I could barely get the words out.
And I wished the moment would never end.
A minute passed, and he slid off my lap and ran upstairs to play.
But his hug stayed with me.
And as I remember that day, I realize: that’s how God’s grace is.
It comes to us, often unexpected, and surprises us.
It holds us and whispers, “I love you.”
It catches us off guard with unconditional love.
It pierces our hearts.
And stays with us,
forever.
“The LORD bless you and keep you; the LORD make his face shine upon you and be gracious to you; the LORD turn his face toward you and give you peace.” –Numbers 6:24-26 (NIV)
Very cool. Love it.
What a wonderful story. When my William said “I wu ew, mom.” for the first thing, it too everything in my not to cry on the spot. What a wonderful, special moment.
I think it is a God thing that I found your blog as I have been writing about my faith struggles on my blog. Looking forward to reading this blog and incorporating it into my life.
Powerful post. Love the message it conveys.
Blessings,
Beth