Monday, 23 February 2009
So, last night I was lying in bed thinking about the impression that was made on me by meeting someone.
This someone spent half of their life in a physically abusive relationship, only to be utterly abandoned to spend the other half incarcerated. The things I have have learned from this person have made me question all of my assumptions about life, belief and priorities. I have learned more about grace, prayer and hope than I ever knew. All this since I came to know this person.
I have also experienced sacrifice, trust and desperation to levels beyond my experience. I have seen people risk their livelihoods, respect and self worth for this person.
This person is the six-year-old girl sleeping in our bed last night. Tanya, asleep and wriggling gently in the covers as we close out the busy weekend.
Tanya, I only hope your dreams are as peaceful as your face.
Your Papa
Erik
