My husband and I are on the verge of becoming “empty-nesters”. After 30 years of raising kids, the youngest of our four children is in college and spends most of his time out of the house. The house is quieter, I buy less food, there’s fewer dishes in the sink, and the house stays clean, longer. With all that said, I still find myself looking forward to those special occasions when the entire family is together. Despite the chaos, clutter and mess, I treasure the love, laughter, and sheer joy of spending time together, along with the precious sounds of little feet running down the hallways – just one of the joys of being a grandparent!
One night, after tucking my son back in bed, he looked up at me wide-eyed and asked, “Mommy, don’t you ever sleep?” I could see the wonder in his eyes as he tried to figure out how and why I was ready for him every time he came crashing through the door. Whether sitting on the edge of the bed or standing at the door, it was comforting for him to know that I was awake and waiting at the end of the hallway.
I too, find comfort in knowing my Heavenly Father is always there for me. He never slumbers, nor does He sleep. In the dark, He is there, and the darkness is light to Him! This fact alone relieves my fears in darkness; I imagine him watching over me with night vision goggles (not that He needs them). He is always with me and He keeps His promises! No matter the chaos this life brings, He awaits with open arms and promises to never leave me. He knows what’s on my mind, my worries and fears, my ambitions and dreams. I can never escape from His Presence; wherever I go, His hand guides me, and His strength supports me. His thoughts of me outnumber the grains of sand!
Where do you run when your lost or afraid, and to whom do you seek comfort? Your Heavenly Father is waiting with open arms!
The familiar sound of the pitter-patter of little feet, catapults my mind to a time when I rarely had uninterrupted sleep through the night and early morning hours. I remember one instance when my son had a bad dream; he got out of bed, ran down the hallway, and threw his little body against the door, slamming it against the wall. This happened more than once, and every time I heard him coming and was prepared for his grand entrance. I would calm him, take him back to bed, tuck him in, and pray with him before he drifted back to sleep. I was always grateful and relieved when my son, comforted by my presence and the sound of my voice, would quickly returned to his slumber.
I’m running to Your arms
The riches of Your love
Will always be enough
Nothing compares to Your embrace
Light of the world forever reign!”
*Psalm 121:4; Psalm 139:3, 5-6, 7-10, 11-12, 17-18; Hebrews 13:5b; 2 Chronicles 16:9
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