I've blogged about it before.
I freaking love precious moments.
It's that moment where I wish I could freeze time and stay there forever.
I had one of those today.
I was hugging one of the kids from Razboieni goodbye…
His eyes were watering when he wrapped his arms around my waist.
I gave him one last squeeze that said I had to go.
And when I tried to let go,
He squeezed tighter.
Talk about heart break.
It happens every month.
I love.
I have to leave.
My heart breaks.
But it's good.
It's a good kind of hurt.
Through my broken heart, there is indescribable joy.
There is peace that calms.
There is love that makes me want to squeeze babies and kittens.
Lord, thank you for precious moments.
Thank you for the simple prayers of a child.
Thank you for laughter.
Thank you for giving me this time to love.
Thank you.

