With our girl safe on her first mission trip, my man and I take a trip to his college campus. We hold hands not like the college sweethearts we never were, but exactly like the fiery ones we are. Behind the veil of my sunglasses, I steal a glance at him. I see him walking this campus, roaming the halls of giant buildings, navigating library stacks. I see beyond the coming months of hard work. I see the man he will be after he's withstood this test, standing tall to proclaim God's work.
I see a young girl watching in admiration as her daddy presses on.
I see a family changed in the shadow of our Lord's glory.
I read Radical
I begin to eat Real Food
These momentary glimpses mark my days, spur me on, and take my breath away.
