And at the same time I'll give an awesome thank you to the good Lord for His Grace. For watching our son while we slept. For protecting him when he was surrounding himself with darkness, and with people who thrive in that environment.
He's in lock-down now, and isn't out of our sight for the foreseeable future. And you know, he's okay with that. I think he got scared, not realizing where he was sinking. He wasn't ready to leave that darkness, quite yet, but God put people on guard who saw things that we weren't able to see. They let us know.
So back to fun. What I did after dinner qualifies as something that fits into that category, at least right now. I puttered in the kitchen with the lights out except for a candle and the twinkle lights around the window over the sink. I wiped, washed and put the kitchen to rights. There's something folks say about how when life is unsettled, that people automatically, without even realizing it, try to put some part of their lives in order. We'll try to control what's ours to control--especially when safety seems out of our reach.
And, yes, I'm crying as I type. We've just begun a new, and unexpected journey with this child, and I warned him today about how the evil one doesn't let go easily. But, with God's help, we'll win.
