Love and the Word

I had decided to discontinue this appearance for the duration of their visit. The brethren in the administration of the page did not agree with me. They wanted me to keep panting in the pursuit of love and the Word. For a year, six months, and twenty-nine days, we have not met face to face. I have not taken them on my lap. I have not seen the two children growing in front of me. Even their mother, who had come before for one week to resume her remaining work in Lebanon, when I saw her on the first day, her face was covered, before she announced, the next day, that she was infected with the pandemic. My son delayed his visiting alone. New job. He urges me to go to him. I do not forget on the day he traveled that he obliged his friend, who had taken him in his car, to take him back from the airport road to our house. My decision was to punish him for this travel by refusing to visit him. I found out that I had been punishing myself. Now, I shall attend to rejoicing in our visitors. I hope that their visit will live up to their expectations. May your children remain with you, both your children and your grandchildren.