Oh, Good! You're Home!!

Recently my son, Logan, was asked to help out a friend by driving him to his grandparent's house which is over 2 hours from here and in another state. I wasn't so nervous about it except that Logan couldn't leave town until he got off of work that evening. This meant he would be returning home alone in the very late hours of the night/early hours of the morning. I tried not to be worried and asked him to come in and let me know when he got home.

Late that night I was awakened by a tapping on my shoulder as Logan stood next to my bed. I was very much asleep, but even in my groggy state of mind I felt joy that he had made it home safely. In a rather chipper voice I said, "Oh good! You're home!!" In my mind, I thanked God for getting him home safely and quickly drifted back off to sleep.

As I thought about those 4 little words the next morning, I found it sort of funny that even though I was so tired, those words came out with joy. "Oh good! You're home!!" I thought about the comfort and peace I felt knowing that he was back in our home.


And then I imagined God saying that as I enter heaven. "Oh good, Dianna! You're home!!"


I honestly LOVE life here on this earth, but my heart longs for home. It longs to be held by the Father. It longs for the peace of knowing I am finally home.

The Empty Chair

One of the most important things for me is when my little family of 4 sits down to have supper together. We accomplish this feat about 4-5 times a week. I love when the 4 of us are sitting around the table. We almost never have one of those "TV moments" where we share our hearts or solve our problems; you know what I'm talking about. Think Ward and June Cleaver. But it does make this Momma Hen happy to have all the chicks in the nest at the same time.

Recently as I glanced around our table it hit me that very soon we will have an empty chair. Logan will go off to SIU-Carbondale in August. And there will be an empty spot every night at our table. And even though he hates it when I do things like this, I told him exactly how I felt about that:

"Logan, when you go to college in August, there will only be 3 of us at this table. One of our seats will always be empty and that is going to break my heart."