Brionna Ariel Homan, Age 9 “Noble Lioness of God”
Ezekiel Keefer Homan, Age 7 “Gentle Strength”
Phoebe Joy Homan, Age 6 “Pure Joy.”
Jedediah Jeremiah Homan, Age 4 “Beloved and Exalted of God”
To my beautiful children,
You represent the goodness of God to me. Your fingerprint smudges on my van windows are proof of His faithfulness. Your messy unmade beds, a reminder of His reality. You are the answer to so many prayers.
I am not sure there will ever be words to adequately describe how deeply and profoundly you are loved. Oceans are but a drop in the bucket. Mountain heights are not as far reaching. Go into the farthest regions of the universe and you have yet to come close to scratching the surface of it.
My love for you is vast and hard to define…and yet…it’s not even close to depth, width, and height of HIS love.
Oh, how I pray daily that you would know and receive HIS love most of all.
I pray you would see it in the way Daddy makes you giggle as he tucks you in at bedtime.
I pray you would see it in the way Mama holds you in my arms and kisses every scraped knee and sore finger.
I pray that in every word, in every action, and in every decision we make as parents – the love of Father God would be so evident and undeniable, that your heart would find it’s true HOME in Him. For this “adoption” is the most beautiful and life-changing of all.
I will fail you. He never will.
I will make so many mistakes. He will never make one.
Where man’s strength, wisdom, and abilities end…He is just getting started.
If I could give you anything in this life, my beautiful babies, I would give you Jesus.
“Christ with me,
Christ before me,
Christ behind me,
Christ in me,
Christ beneath me,
Christ above me,
Christ on my right,
Christ on my left,
Christ when I lie down,
Christ when I sit down,
Christ when I arise,
Christ in the heart of every man who thinks of me,
Christ in the mouth of everyone who speaks of me,
Christ in every eye that sees me,
Christ in every ear that hears me.” (St. Patrick)