Nearly 22 years ago, my parents said goodbye to my siblings and I. Not knowing if they would ever see us again. I can't even begin to imagine what they must have experienced.
Now, in 24 hours, I will be face to face with my father. While I am not nervous or anxious, I feel like I am on the edge. My father is encouraging. He edifies who I am in the Spirit. But that has all taken place thru the telephone.
This is different. I will meet him in the airport and I will see him face to face. I will bring him to this place where God has given me a home and shown me a love beyond measure.
I am on the edge of something new and it just seems good.