I have no shame: Every time I tear up.

If he is going to be out of town for more than 36 hours, that pressure builds up in the back of my eyes as we say goodbye. He said it well, early this morning around 5:30, that it’s a pretty great thing, to miss someone so much when you’re apart.

I’m thankful for that also, because it is a gift. The saying is ‘absence makes the heart grow fonder,’ but in recent married years, a truer word for me is ‘absence turns prayer into love.’

I’m not with him, but God is, to keep company, to care for, to encourage, to give rest, to prompt joy and comfort in the face of a any circumstance. God not only sees everything, but He’s the only one capable and delighted to be everything John needs on this trip.

Praying for each other is one of the greatest ways we love each other. How amazing to partner with God in our people’s lives through prayer. How humbling to be part of God’s provision for them as He sees fit to give it and be it.

Into Your hands, I keep breathing.

May we be women and wives who recognize the power in prayer and participate in the lives of our husbands, near or far, by talking to God on their behalf.