Today, Ephraim asked me to read "Love You Forever" to him again at nap time. Yesterday was my first time reading it, and I choked up during the story. Today was much worse.
My thoughts kept going back to my sweet friend, Joy, who is dealing with this issue in a very real way. Her little Benjamin suddenly and unexpectedly had to say goodbye to his daddy. I'm sure that along with the hurt and sadness of the loss of her husband, the pain of watching her child hurt is just as awful, if not worse. I prayed with Ephraim, and I prayed for Joy, Benjamin, and Timothy today. May our God truly be a "father to the fatherless, a defender of the widows, God in His holy dwelling." Psalm 68:5