The way home....

My husband and I just enjoyed a surpise, overnight visit from our son Erik.  He was on his way back to MSU in Bozeman from the infamous Cat/Grizzly game in Missoula (yes the Cats won again) and decided at the last minute to route through Helena.  Jay & I were on our way out to dinner when he called that he was here, so after a small detour he joined us for a light dinner of appetizers and to watch the closing ceremonies of the Vancouver Olympics.  Erik, having more discipline than his parents passed on the gooey chocolate dessert!

It is heart warming to see him growing up and making good decisions.  He is wearing his "Norse" name well, that of Erik Christian, meaning "peaceful ruler and follower of Christ".  Like all of us, his journey with the Lord has a ways to go, but his heart is good and I know the Lord will always be there like a GPS ready to show him the way home.  This is an easy choice for any of us, to take a U-turn and come back to the Lord whenever we are lost.  It is exactly like making a bad decision (on your own without asking directions) driving and getting lost on a road.  The friendly GPS lady tells you to take a safe U-turn and head back and gets you back on course.  God is like that, ready and willing, not judging our bad decisions, but there to get us back on the right road, back to Him.

I'm happy to report that Erik is enjoying his journey as a full time college student, with a part-time job and a continued love for basketball.  He is not lost out on a dark, gravel road in the middle of no where.  He may be kind of on the frontage road, but he has his eye on the interstate looking for an exit to get back on.  Proud to be your Momma, Erik!  You always know the way home!