As anyone who has been within 10 miles of me in the last few weeks knows, my baby boy left for Army boot-camp. I had to wear dark sunglasses to hide the cartoonish tears squirting from my eyes as I said goodbye at the recruiter’s office. I am so happy that he is following his dream and proud that he wants to serve his country, but letting him go is hard, as any parent who has experienced the emptying of their nest can testify.
As we hugged goodbye, he told me that he would be calling within the first couple of days to give me his address and warned me to have my phone at all times because he would have about 2 minutes to make that call. Now don’t get me wrong, I generally depend on my cell phone. It is usually with me but there have been times I have left it at home as I’ve headed out to work. There have been other times where I have ignored that little battery warning symbol and have had the phone shut itself down. Those times without my phone have been inconvenient, but haven’t bothered me enough to change my behavior; I still sometimes forget to check if my phone is with me and fully charged.
That is not the case this week. My phone is attached to me! If I didn’t think it would look ridiculous, I would duct tape it to my face. It is fully charged, it is in my pocket or by my bedside, and the ringer is turned to a deafening loud level. I accidentally put my purse with my phone in the backseat one day and just about crashed my car when I heard it start to ring. I reached and contorted and totally frustrated the cars around me as I came to a complete stop in order to get to that phone call, just in case it was the voice I was longing to hear – My child’s voice.
All this has had me thinking, does God feel this way? As he keeps all the world in motion, are his ears straining to hear the sound of one of his kids calling home? Does he look forward to our quiet-time; is it on his daily schedule?
I wouldn’t presume to know all there is to know about God, but I think the answers to those questions are yes. He is our Father. He loves us perfectly and even though he knows the minute details of our lives, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to hear about them from our very own lips.
So, call your Dad… He is waiting.
Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. Jeremiah 29:12-13