Just thinking... Having Flynn here for the last few days kept making me think of Rich - - - when he was about Flynn's age he was dropped off at a neighbour's house by his mom for the week-end with his little brother Bob. Their mom had asked the neighbour to watch the boys while she was moving and she was going to pick them up after the week-end. She never came back - - - and the neighbours ended up being Rich's and Bob's foster family for the next 6 years. I can't even begin to imagine what must have happened to Rich's heart at that time... He was so disturbed that he needed to be strapped into his bed just so that he would sleep and had to have medication to calm down. Poor little guy - - - Am I ever grateful for God's intervention in his life and HIS power to redeem and heal the broken-hearted!