Having a family that you love is synonymous to adorning yourself with gold, diamonds and other valuables in the rough market place filled with thieves and angry sellers. It’s such a scary thing.
For someone who is a professional at hiding the beautiful parts of her life and exposing only the ugly ones; it is so scary to have such a beautiful golden family. Because they’re basically my life. I want to hide them like I hide my good news; like I hide my strengths; like I hide my intelligence. I want to hide them like I hide my dreams and passion; like how I hide my bragging rights. But I can’t. I can’t because they’re human beings and have a life. I can’t because I’m really proud of them. They’re my whole world; my life. How do you hide your whole world? I want to carry them around like a trophy; running and screaming across the street; professing my love for them.
I wish I could hide them away and keep them safe; keep them safe from prying evil eyes. Keep them safe from the evil world. Keep them safe from their own fears. I want to be their hero. Praying for them and saving them at every point. I love them so much; it’s scary. Everyday I look at them and marvel at whether I deserve such happiness. Such beautiful love and peace. Thank you Jesus for your love. Albeit underserved.
I have to carry my priceless family around my neck. Albeit fearfully. May this peace and love and happiness last forever. Amen.