There was a song playing in the taxi, where that one line went ‘I love you, I honestly love you…’
I missed Pao telling me that. It stirred me up a bit. I let out a small hint of a tear.
I long to hear her tell me that again. And then I’m led to recall how Jesus thought along those lines while He was hanging from a wooden cross, broken and bleeding…
Thank You, Jesus, for loving me..
I’m on the road of remembering. God be with us both.