2 Hours is Too Long

Jesus said, "let the little children come unto me", and I was struck by something my friend told me this weekend. 

Back story:  This past weekend, I spent it with 30 or so high school kids traveling to Riverside and Oceanside to spread God's love.  We twittered and sat and sang and loved on as many people as we possibly could in 2 1/2 days.  There were mothers and children, juveniles who were searching for redemption, and those that were lost, and there were men and women who serve us in the military.  Each had their own story, their own faith journey, their own way of meeting God in the midst of where life had taken them.  In a way, each of us as sponsors and students, were right there in the midst of our own journeys – some learning about grace in a new way, love in a new way, friendship in a new way, and seeing God work in a new way.  That was my weekend.

Jumping back to the beginning, my friend's niece was in town, four years old and wise beyond her years, stated upon the return of her aunt, "where have you been?"  Imagine two hours to yourself, to us as adults, its nothing – it goes by in a blink, but to a child two hours is a long, long, long time.  I can only imagine the look upon that child's face when her aunt comes strolling thru the front door – smiles, giggles, open arms, legs pumping, and a flying leap.  Can you imagine getting down on your knees, throwing wide your arms as a sweet child comes gently into your embrace once more? 

It got me thinking, is that how we are with God?  Do we wonder where those 2 hours or 2 days or 2 weeks or 2 years have gone?  God doesn't condemn us when we stray for that time period – He gets down on his knees, throws wide His arms and says "where have you been – I've missed you".  Small children see things so purely, so innocently, that I often miss.  Everyone always says, "God never left, you did" – that is so true. He sees you in those moments when good is surrounding you. He sees you in the moment when you are weakest.  He meets you in the desert, in the oasis, in the city, along life's journey – He wants to know where you've been.

I hope that as I go through my week, I can see life as this little girl did – innocent and pure – wondering when her aunt was going to return so that they could love on each other.  I hope that you will not miss the precious moments of life – the sunrises, the sunsets – the times with friends and family, the opportunities to bless and be blessed, and most of all to see and hear clearly what God is saying to you.  Sometimes He uses a bullhorn and other times He uses a whisper, a tug of the heart. 

May God be more alive to you this week then ever before, and may we behave like little children and can't wait to meet with God.  He has big arms, run into them and feel His loving embrace. 

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