When I’m away from home and away from Jeff, I call home a time or two. It’s not that I’m already homesick, or that I don’t really want to leave home , but that I miss home. I miss him.
I remember when I snapped this picture of Wanda on the morning we were headed back home from our “Sisters Retreat 2007”.
I had walked outside to take some pictures of the cabin in the morning light and Wanda was standing there “calling home”. She searched for the spot with the best reception and then called her baby girl. She needed to hear her voice. Her baby girl needed to hear her mommy’s voice as well.
I think about us. As children of the Most High God, How often do we “call home”? Do we seek out the place with the best reception?
When crisis arise in our lives, is there a hesitation before we seek Him?
Are we wondering if we’ve neglected communication for too long? Wondering if His address has changed?
It hasn’t. He didn’t move, nor did He rearrange the furniture and turn your bedroom into an exercise room. It’s still just as you left it. Perhaps a few cobwebs have gathered in your prayer closet, but I promise it is still there.
Today, while the thought is still fresh, go there. Before a crisis comes. Keep the communication lines open—call home daily.
“Call to Me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you do not know.”. Jeremiah 33:3 NKJV
I imagine He’s waiting for your call today….
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