Sarah, Carmen, and Jacob are home. They came home last night, at around midnight. They are all sleeping now, still trying hard to shake off jet-lag. Today, we went out for a couple of walks around the neighborhood, and ate at our favorite restaurant, Wu Hua Ma Dumplings. I cherish these times and savor the sweet fellowship of family and of the love of wife and children. At many random moments during the day, my 13-year old daughter, Carmen, would come to me and give me a big hug and say: "I miss you so much. I am so glad I am here now with you."
One thing I learned during these past seven weeks of separation when my family were back in Illinois visiting with Grandma and Grandpa is that my contentment and satisfaction come only from my Lord and my God. He sustains me as a family man and as a single person. He fulfills all my desires and aspirations. Now that my family is back in my arms, I keep reminding myself that my soul finds contentment from the presence of the Almighty Creator and Savior, and not from the hugs and kisses of my earthly love ones. I am grateful to God for my family. They are His blessings in my life. They give joy to my heart. But my identity rest in my relationship with our God and Father. I am who I am because of how God views me with His love and grace.