I couldn’t take my eyes from them. As I watched my grandkids play in the park I felt uneasy at the thought of them being lost or taken. So much so that nothing else mattered at the time. Them being with me and their safety was all that concerned me. Then I thought of how Jesus feels about his children that are lost. How he must worry and be consumed with grief. I think of how much it must tear at his heart and how at times it is all that matters to him. If my children were lost I would do anything, ANYTHING, to get them back. So would and did our Savior – Its called The Cross!!
I Love You!