Maranatha (2) brought me her little Dora play phone yesterday and told me that her “daddy wan to talk you”.
I want to talk to him to! That has to be one of the most difficult phone conversations I’ve ever encountered. Her big brown eyes just watching me to see what I would do.
Oh my heart aches! Any time we were away from Daddy for an extended length of time we made sure the kids had a chance to talk to him on the phone. But I can’t just call him up and tell him we all miss him. I can’t end the conversation with a “We’ll see you soon!” I can’t give the kids a date and number of days as to when their Daddy will be back.
But we will see him again. I like to think that he’s helping God build our mansions.