i haven't spoken to or seen noah and emilie in nearly 2 weeks.
i have received a postcard from each of their counselors, fill-in-the-blank form letters from both kids, a couple of facebook updates from spies (hehe), and this sweet letter from emilie. but tomorrow they'll be mine again!
tomorrow we pick them up from camp, and i will embrace them and hold them tight.
then i will watch as they say their goodbyes. i will ache with them, because i know leaving camp, community, and all the people you have come to love is hard. i understand that part of them will long to stay there forever. it is normal to feel this way for those of us who have unity in the body of Christ, we are after all created to be one body.
and i will in some small way be invited into the community they have had, through the stories, adventures, songs... that they will share with me.
and there will be secrets. things that were written in the stories of their lives at camp that are between them and God...beautiful, mysterious secrets, of the ways outside my womb (referring to psalm 139), outside of our home, where God continues to create their inmost being, and knit them together to Him.
yes, tomorrow they'll be mine again for a little while, but i know that really they are becoming more and more His.
and that is the way it should be.