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Tomorrow. Christmas Eve—the night before they celebrated the revelation of salvation to the world—Kevin would celebrate a different sort of redemption. The one that came with a marriage that had come as a result of reckless chaos and selfishness—but had been transformed into this blessing beyond measure. And by it and in it and through it, Kevin had been transformed.
His greatness is unsearchable.Praise God!
The redemption offered wasn’t only a promise of a someday everlasting life—though that was stunning by itself. But not enough for the compassionate God who intervenes on ordinary, broken lives. Oh no! Not nearly enough. Instead, God took this lost, hopeless orphan and gave him alife! Here. Now. Full of love and hope and so much beauty that as he sat there, leaning again against that roughhewn table, Kevin could not stop the flow of his tears.
And that was good.
Because this was cleansing worship. A breaking of the old so the new could take hold. The final clutches of mistrust and resentment surrendered from the depths of his heart.
When it came to the memories he’d hated, now, at long last, he could finally and truly let his dad rest in peace.
He could once again rejoice in Dave’s and George’s lives. Lives that had unselfishly poured into his, though he deserved none of it.
And he could let Sadie go, embracing the miracle of healing in Connor’s heart because his season of grieving had come to an end.
It was time to love again. Time to dance and rejoice and be glad.
And tomorrow . . .
Tomorrow would be lovely. Kevin could not wait to marry his bride all over again.
Outside, Helen straightened and waved the boughs of pine in her hand.
Ah, the kids were arriving—a little early, but who would mind that? Kevin clapped his hands together and rubbed his palms with eager delight.
Let the celebrating begin.
Helen burst through the French door that led into her sunroom, her grin already as wide as a Cheshire cat’s. After dropping her armload of pine and fir, she spun to face Kevin, who was leaning casual as you please against the table. “They’re here.”
“I figured.” He chuckled. “Since it looked like you were landing a plane out there.” Reaching for her, he caught her at the waist by a fistful of her puffer coat and hauled her up close. “It’s like you’re excited or something.”
She bit her lip. “It’s Connor.”
“Oh, well, if it’s only Connor . . .”
She gave his shoulder a playful shove. “Stop.” And then she sobered. Holding his dark, beautiful eyes, Helen gripped the material of his button-down shirt. “Kevin, we’re okay with this, right?”
“With the kids coming home?” He winked and drew her in with both arms. “Only if they promise to leave after the party. At some point in the near future, I’m going to be healthy again, and you and I have some catching up to do . . .”
“Oh stop.” She could feel the heat seeping into her chilly cheeks. “Sometimes you still act like a nineteen-year-old.”
“Hmmm.” He bent to catch her lips with his. “Who says nineteen-year-olds get to have all the fun?”
She leaned back. “I believe we saidnoneof our nineteen-year-olds could have that kind of fun.”
“Good thing they grew up and got married.”
With both hands, she cupped his face. “Stay on track with me here.”
Kevin chuckled. Teasing his wife had never, ever gotten old.
“I’m being serious. This is a serious question. It requires a serious answer.”
“I prefer your serious questions to come with sexy nighties.”
“Oh my goodness, Kevin Murphy!” She moved to give his laughing shoulders a light shake. “Never, ever tell the boys about that. Swear it right this second!”
He kept laughing. Worse, the sound of car doors shutting reported to them.
