MY KID CAME HOME

By Marion Kelley Bullock

It was just for a couple days. He trekked from the metroplex, where he has gone to hunt a job after college. The other night we ate T-bones (we were really celebrating!), big baked potatoes with all the toppings, salad with his fave buttermilk ranch dressing, cantaloupe, and chocolate meringue pie a la mode. The next day, he went to Sweetwater to finish cleaning his apartment and close out his bank account. In the evening, he returned, to work with his granddad on a newer resume and for lemon-pepper chicken and rice, and the rest of the chocolate pie.

God blessed John and me with children. Most of the time, they bring us joy. We feel no regret at the money spent rearing them, educating them, getting them ready to go out into the world. Because we love them.

Occasionally, a son or daughter turns away from what the parents taught, going off in a direction they wouldn’t choose. But the child can never escape the parents love. Love is eternal. It can be likened to God’s love.

From everlasting to everlasting the Lord’s love is with those who fear him and his righteousness with his children’s children. Psalm 103:17 NIV