I have a dear friend who is Grandma to a little guy named Drew, a 14 month old sweet baby boy. Drew has spent a lot of time in the hospital battling an aggressive cancer that has invaded his small body. A few days ago, his mommy and daddy took him home to spend their last weeks together. My heart aches and breaks for them. Please keep them in your prayers.
Thankfully, Drew has no concept of what is happening. But the only thing he needs to know is that he is loved. His parents don’t have to try to explain the diagnosis to him. And although the little guy doesn’t understand why he’s the center of everyone’s attention right now, he’s soaking it up. Drew’s family is pouring their love out on him. The time is short. Every moment counts. These are sacred and holy times.
Oh, to love like that.
To pour love out onto people like it’s their last day.