We've just returned from a week long family camping trip.
Know what that means??
LAUNDRY. LOTS OF STINKY LAUNDRY.
So, while the washer and dryer do their jobs (and could some one PLEASE invent a folding machine?!)
I thought I would share with you a story from this past week that just hit me smack dab over the head and hasn't left me yet-I pray it never does.
While on our journey, we were at an amusement park.
Filled with lots of fun things to do and also filled with lots of people.
Going through one especially crowded area, I felt the Princess's hand slip out of mine and for a brief few moments (that felt like an eternity) I lost track of her.
Not caring the least bit about any kind of dignity, I began yelling her name, not caring who looked my way.
And in what I'm sure was less than 30 seconds I found her. (It is amazing how time seems to stand still still when you can't find one of your kids)
But, that indescribable feeling-that ever parent who's ever taken their child anywhere and lost sight of them-stuck with me for the rest of the day.
And the thoughts that followed for, what I pray is a lifetime.
See what I couldn't shake was the picture in my mind of how God lowered himself and didn't care about any pretense of dignity, to come and find me.
He did that in the manger, He did that on the cross.
And amazingly still calls my name when I begin wandering away from Him.
When my hand slips from His and I'm drawn away by what I see that looks more attractive than the safety of His side.
He never pretends like He doesn't care.
Never acts as if it goes unnoticed.
Never, not once in my entire life.
And, I bet if you stop and think about it you would agree it is the same for you.
Maybe we wonder so far away we can no longer hear Him calling us.
But, just like any good parent, He never gives up on finding us-calling us-yelling our names.
And just like I threw my arms around my girl when she waved and said "Here I am Momma", He'll do the same for us.
He's calling you today.
Let's stay right by His side so we don't get lost.
Keep walking in the light,
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THIS was sent without a warning label!!! Crying...crying....crying......crying over remembering the "pit in the stomach" of losing track of one of my three at some point in time and crying over the beautiful picture of Christ calling out for each one of us to come Home! Oh Angie, your writings are wonderful, my friend.....
Oh, thank you Friend!
All to Jesus. . .Always.
This is so moving my friend. And a thought to bookmark and remember for when I am having a tough day--or to send to a friend that is.
I'm so thankful it could encourage you!
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