4th of July, celebration, fireworks, family, friends and in the midst of it all, sorrow and heart that aches for the ones that are not in a situation to celebrate. After having a fantastic time at Oleg’s and Lilya’s and watching a spectacular fireworks show from the roof top we headed home. It was that moment where everything almost felt frozen, like the time has stopped. As we drove past the county jail, there was not a person insight except for a mother and a baby sitting on the cement steps at 10:15P.M. As she leaned over to her baby who was in the stroller, it almost seemed as she was saying that everything was going to be ok. I couldn’t help it, my heart cried for her and her situation. Why was she there? Why was the baby with her at such late hour of the night and not sound asleep in his/her warm and cozy bed? A flood of emotions and prayer has overcome my heart and soul. I prayed for all the babies out there, that do not have homes, I prayed for broken marriages, for fathers that neglected their families, for women hurting, for all of that goes on in this painful world. Then peace came over me, it was as if Christ had his hand on my shoulders telling me that He has all of these people in His hand and He knows each and everyone’s story. I thanked Him over and over for the things and relationships that we have and do not deserve. For his gracious heart that keeps on loving us no matter how much we mess up. We are blessed beyond measure!
