Leaving Your Son in an Assisted Living Facility (Because You Love Him …)
I never read “Wrestling with an Angel” without tissues nearby. Tears are inevitable because, as I tell Sophie every time she weeps when saying goodbye to someone she loves:
“It’s OK to cry. It’s good to cry. Our tears mean that we love.”
And MAN does this father love his son. Yes, he obviously loves his wife and other kids too, and he is a man greatly loved by God—but his love for his disabled son, and his strong verbal gifts to communicate that love to us, make this blog a must read. Well. As long as you don’t mind crying a bit.
Enjoy this taste of grace even in the midst of great suffering: