Brave thought we were getting a burger and fries when he saw familiar faces in the window and looked up at me with the brightest eyes and a look that said, “Is this for real?” Like it was too good to be true.
With eyes full of hope, she turned with her children and lead them towards home. To a new home, together, forward.
O Lord, may they never have to see me again, though I’ve come to love them so. Because sometimes nitty-gritty redemption work leads to life changing goodbyes in a fast food parking lot on an otherwise ordinary Wednesday evening at the beginning of leaf changing season when even the sunshine on a breeze through the trees whispers, “hope.”