I feel the most loved when...

This is my first contribution to five minute Friday for The Gypsy Mama's Blog  

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I feel the most loved when …

I feel most loved when my children, with once downy heads wrap me in their arms; it is in that place a Mother knows that love is unconditional. In those moments the memories etch themselves beneath the surface of skin.

When chores are finished and the details of daily life are neatly tucked into the cubbies that hold all our wanderings and we come together and I feel loved. This organic reflection of worship where Jesus reveals himself through the love we lavish on one another, imago dei. Reflecting Jesus in their smiles, their prayers as we deeply love Him and one another.

My breakfast smoothie made with care, morning meds and cup of tea, with no request await me I feel dearly loved. Tending my bedside after surgery, no thought of self, effortless loving, serving as gift, as though it was his honor and not a burden.  It was then I felt most loved, cared for amidst post-op pain peace settling gently upon this thankful wife. The care of a man like God the Father.