As we get closer to being reunited with Zac - regardless of the uncertainty and inevitable goodbye it brings with it - I am struck by a a deep sense of love. It's funny how, when you miss someone, you remember only the good things about them. Right now, Zac is perfect in my mind's eye, and my heart is full, waiting to burst out all over him. But it's not just that.
As I write, a colleague of mine from Cape Town finds herself in the The Berg with her family. She'll be going to the DBCS concerts today, then taking Zac to dinner, and afterwards she'll be bringing back Zac's big cricket bag that can't fit into his luggage allocation, so that he can play cricket at home next week. My colleague has probably not spent more than 10 minutes in conversation with Zac - in total - but she has decided to love on him, for us, today.
Incredibly, this is no an isolated incident. The last 10 weeks have been full of similar acts of kindness. Zac's dorm leader baked him brownies when he found out we wouldn't be attending the parents' weekend. And when we weren't at the tie ceremony, the Head Master had Zac celebrate with him and his family. Other boys' parents have sent Zac tuck, given him warm comfort hugs, let him call and send pics and videos from their phones, invited him to picnics and parties, and basically adopted him into their families.
Zac may be far from home, but he is not far from Love. And by virtue of that fact, neither are we.
He is jealous for me
Love's like a hurricane, and I am a tree
Bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy
When all of a sudden
I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory
And I realize just how beautiful you are and how great your affections are for me
And oh
How He loves us oh
Oh how He loves us
how He loves us oh
We are His portion and He is our prize
Drawn to redemption by the grace in his eyes
If grace is an ocean, we're all sinking (ha ha)
So heaven meets earth like a unforeseen kiss
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest
I don't have time to maintain these regrets
when I think about the way
Yeah He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves
Let it go deep go deep go deep
Oh, How He Loves Us - Jesus Culture
Loved indeed!
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