Early on Friday, we said farewell to our departing missionaries at Schiphol airport.
An hour later, we welcomed 11 new missionaries to the Netherlands.
It was an emotional rollercoaster of a day.
Elder Ranse Cottam drove us back home.
For those who know Ranse, or have met him for even a moment, will know that he is filled with and serves with the “pure love of Christ”.
Love indeed, is the true sign of every true disciple of Jesus Christ.
His parents and little sister were coming to collect him, mid-afternoon.
What unfolded during their visit was beautiful.
“Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God” – Matthew 5:8
It was a sweet reunion.
After 2 years, a family together again, in pure love.
It was heavenly, as if “angels above us are silent notes taking” (Hymn 237 – Choose the Right)
The feeling of pure love permeated the room, filling our hearts and souls.
I beheld joy.
For a moment, Heaven’s doors were unlocked.
I beheld wonder.
In the stillness, God’s presence surrounded us.
I beheld pure love.
I witnessed the love of a mother for her son, and a son for his mother.
They sat, snuggled next to one another.
Time stood still.
With one another, they linked arms, held hands – tightly, yet gently, wrapped tenderly, in each other’s love.
Honouring sacred covenants, I observed the selfless love of a devoted mother and son.
It was beautiful.
In that moment, I was changed, by the pure love of Christ.
Tears came easily for all of us.
Motherhood is a divine role.
Motherhood is about loving and nurturing others.
Symbolically, Ranse was held by two mothers, arm in arm, side by side, shoulder to shoulder, surrounded with pure love.
I will treasure this hallowed sweet memory – forever.
I hope and pray that our hearts may be filled with charity, the pure love of Christ.