Sometimes my mind wanders.  Sometimes it is taken on a journey.  Today the trip took off listening to the old hymn, Blessed Assurance.  All I could think about was the power of a hug.  Not the cold side-shoulder hug we give today due to fear of litigation, but the full on bear hug that says “I am here for you.”

Do you ever pause to think about the widow who longs for the hug of her soul mate?  What about the orphan who knows no reassuring embrace from a parent?  Or the child who shrinks in fear when an adult comes near?  Or the spouse who longs for the day her husband or his wife thought they hung the moon?

How many times have I run out the door rushing to work while “Just one more hug, Daddy,” played in the background.  How many times have I chased the silver spoon when my mother called to ask if I was coming to visit?  How many times have I walked briskly past that child with tears in his or her eyes at school?

Christians are called to change the world.  Period.  Hug those God has placed into your life.  The memory of an embrace can last a lifetime and change generations.

Peace to you.