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| My favorite photo (taken in 2013) with my 3 kids. |
One of the ways to translate 1 Corinthians 13:8 (the famous “Love never fails” verse) is “Love never ends.” Ever since becoming a mother, this is my preferred translation, as it feels most true to me (and, frankly, I need it to be true). Since becoming a mother, I have spent too much time worrying about what would happen to my children, if I should die an untimely death. Would they know how much I loved them? As I parent my kids, the one thing I really care about in terms of what they remember about their childhoods and their relationship with me is that they were dearly and deeply loved by their mama. When I think about love never ending, it gives me such peace. It feels so powerful! I like to imagine my love rippling out toward them in waves that envelope them and float eternally into the vast reaches of the universe, so that no matter where they wander in time and space during their lives, my love will always find them. Just like the psalmist says, “If I ride on the wings of the morning, if I dwell by the farthest oceans, even there your hand will guide me, and your strength will support me.”
A time will come when I will no longer be with my children in the flesh, but my love for them will never end. It will always resonate throughout all time and space. And it will find them, even in the darkest corners.
