Sacrifice Enough?

Last retreat I invited a friend of mine to come with me.  I knew she needed to be spiritually fed.  She is a mom of two beautiful children; last year the oldest was 3 and the youngest was 1 year old.  When I went to pick up my friend from her house, I could hear the screaming and crying of both children begging for her to stay home.  She was firm and consistent all the time; she wanted to go to the retreat.  She said she was determined to go because she wanted “to become a better mom, a better wife, and a better Christian.”  Would her babies’ tears be enough for her to quit her resolution? Would she be strong enough to close the door behind her leaving her precious babies crying for her?  Grandma was there to take care of them, but they didn’t care, they wanted “mommy” to stay with them as usual. My friend never before had been separated from her babies; I knew it was going to be hard for her.  I waited at the parking lot with a bottle of water on one hand and a box of tissues on the other.  For a second I thought she wasn’t coming; to my surprise she did.  She took the bottle of water silently and the box of tissues and started to cry like a baby.  I knew she was suffering; it was a huge sacrifice to go to a retreat miles away from her babies.  I asked her if she was sure she wanted to go, she nodded.     I prayed for God’s protection over...