It's hard to say what took place in this photo. My middle son, my sweet little boy, the one who was always simply happy, got on a bus and drove away.Oh, it's not as dramatic as that. Yet, that is precisely what this aching heart was trying to desperately quantify and cope with. I knew this day was coming. Due to circumstances it was an answer to prayer.
But how in the world do you say goodbye to a part of you.
For now, I'm proud of my son. I'm content with the Lord's answer to my prayers and for His promises to me.
Being confident of this very thing, that He which hath begun a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ: