The Glue of Love

There are very few things that move me more than walking into my daughter’s house after a two- or three-day drive to get there and being greeted by my two grandchildren with their smiles and outstretched arms.

Well, okay, the arms are outstretched because they know I always bring a box of candy for each of them. They also recognize me by name. Since I don’t get to see them every day, I am usually the stranger who drops in once or twice a year to visit, to spoil and to enjoy. That greeting would not be possible if there was an absence of love. The presence of love is the aroma that attracts. It is the siren call to come and enjoy your family. Love is the glue that connects us all together, my daughter, my son-in-law, my grandchildren. They are the ties that bind us together when we are separated by distance. They are the bonds that hold us together when illness strikes. God’s love is what holds us when we are down.

God, we thank you for the toothless grins of grandchildren, the smiles of adult children that humour us, and the gift of love that holds us together. Amen. — RDL