Terry…I still care about you and love you VERY much.
I still want you to succeed.
I still wish I knew how to help you…more…more effectively…more thoroughly…more.
I still wish you wanted a different life, one that only God can give full peace in.
I still wish you would make that first step, then a second step and a third step to improve your situation.
I still wish you lived here in Texas…even if I had not talked to you in years (because you were not able to be contacted)…even if you were sent out to me on the bus unannounced.
I still wish I had more pictures other than just one with you during the time you lived here in Texas.
I still wish that mom & dad were on the same page and trying to help you…encourage you…helping you learn to be disciplined…instead their opposition grieves my heart.
I still wish you had continual fellowship to encourage and strengthen your faith and friendships.
I still want you here in this life…but I know that this choice is only yours.
I still wish you saw your potential.
I still wish you would reflect on that one conversation we had at my house when you broke down in tears about the differences you saw in me from when I lived at home.
I still wish for you to desire to have a different life.
I will still reach out to you…even if you don’t respond, or respond in anger.
I will still pray for you…daily.
