My Dear People,
I see the moon, the moon sees me.
The moon sees the one I want to see.
So God bless you, and God bless me,
and God bless the one I want to see.
It seems to me, the God above
created you for me to love.
God picked you out from all the rest
because God knew
I’d love you the best.
For several years, we sang Nelson to sleep each night with these sweet words; and we now do so with Fin each night. We learned them from Deane Mountcastle while we were in town during the rector search, and they have had a special place in our family’s life since then.
Singing those words is easily one of the best, sweetest, highest moments of each day. A part, and no small part, of the joy of it is, of course, the consciousness that we are so regularly and unmistakably communicating to our son how lovable and beloved he is.
In the same spirit, Gena often has the boys repeat after her, “I am worthy of love and belonging.”
If I may, I’d like to invite you to say those words yourself as well.
For we each are, and you certainly are, worthy of love and belonging.
It’s quite simply what we were made for. It’s why we’re here.
Your brother in Christ,