This past weekend I got to spend some time with my 23-year old son. He lives about 200 miles away, so we don't get that much time together. Normally we just text or talk on the phone every once in a while.
But we got some real quality time together this weekend, I got to hear his voice and laughter, share stories, to just enjoy being with him. It was refreshing to me, and he told me he enjoyed the time as well.
Phone technology is great, but there is no substitute for face time. After he left I could not help but think of my love for my son and how much I enjoyed just being around him.
Now thinking about the weekend, I can't help but wonder if I truly grasp how much our heavenly father just wants to spend time with us. To have us tell him about our day, not just bring our requests before him. To maybe even share a laugh with him.
I'm challenged by this thought; what does it truly mean to be a child of our father in Heaven?
"For those who are led by the Spirit of God are the children of God. The Spirit you received does not make you slaves, so that you live in fear again; rather, the Spirit you received brought about your adoption to sonship. And by him we cry, "Abba, Father." The Spirit himself testifies with our spirit that we are God's children." Romans 8:14-16 (NIV)
