I Feel The Most Loved When
I am joining with Gypsymama for a five minute un-edited free-write.
I feel the most loved when …
Chubby baby hands cradle my face and blue-green eyes shine into mine from only an inch away. When sleepy-sluggish boys shuffle directly out of bed and onto my lap as I sit before the glow of the computer screen. I am most loved when my husband sends me texts telling me how much he appreciates the mothering I am doing and the family life we are sharing.
When the phone rings and my mother chokes back her tears of pride, sharing her love from miles afar. When my dearest friends text their praise for our friendship and the fun times we have together.
But most of all I feel the most loved when I kneel in prayerful humility before the Eucharist and I am freely invited to partake in the mysterious, magnificent love of my creator God who loves me,