Last night we took my eldest son to the airport. 
He has a one-way ticket to the States, to follow his dream of writing music for film. Before he left he played the piano in our house and I accompanied him on the violin. I was so rubbish, yet he played with me for quite a while, and one song in particular.
“You raise me up so I can stand on mountains.
You raise me up to walk on stormy seas.
I am strong when I am on your shoulders.
You raise me up to more than I can be.”
I have always prayed that song as a thanks to God, for taking me from being a broken young woman with no hope or future, to someone I never expected possible. Then I thought of my son. He has done the same, always pushing me to go deeper, think deeper, grow in ways I would never have grown. And yesterday he did it again just by playing with me.
Thank you, dear God. Thank you, dear son.
Thank you for sharing this precious moment and your personal reflection, keep it up! God is always there and moments when he gives us particular insight into his presence and power should be shared to encourage others to see God’s hand in the big and small experiences of life – everyday.
Thanks, Cathy!