On fear
The greater the hope, the greater the fear. Things of this world aren’t always capable of being faithful. Worldly things never fail to disappoint when our expectations are too high. These things (or people) that we entrust with our hope almost always end up wounding our hearts to some (sometimes minor) degree. Even well-intentioned words spoken by a loved one can wound if they are delivered at the wrong time. Putting hope in something that can't deliver makes us anxious and cynical. Knowing that an outcome may bring us pain makes us fearful. We have intense longings and pure-hearted hope for Simon. We want him to breathe breaths on this earth. How simple, yet how intense is this hope that Amy and I share for our boy. Out of this simple and honest desire sprouts fear. The fear is fertilized by the unknown. If Simon lives - if we are able to bring him home - we will be faced with decisions that are more me...