Missing Child

I’m devastated!  Our son left us!  He is off to a nearby city for an elite basketball camp for a week.  He was so excited to train hard and hang out with all his friends that he has made across the province playing basketball over the past few years.  Of course, we are very proud of him because he was selected in the top 40 basketball players in the province, but at the same time, I like my children home where I know where they are.

As I watch my children grow up and see opportunities like this open up to them, I burst with pride.  It’s incredible watching them grow into the remarkable people they are becoming.  Geeze, the other day he decided he wanted to BBQ, and as I sat back and watched him BBQ his family’s lunch, I was beaming with pride.  He’s looking to be more and more independent all the time, and with these new waters that he treads I continue to be proud of him.

The first day I dropped him off at this camp, when I got home I ventured down in his bedroom.  This didn’t make me quite as proud as these other memories that he is blessing me with.  The place was a pig sty!  His dressers were a total disarray, his closet looked like a tornado struck it, and the old food containers made me cringe when I saw what was growing in them.  Not to mention the rest of the little surprises that were left here and there around his room.  My anger started to flare thinking to myself, he knows I wouldn’t approve of this, and he wasn’t around for me to scold.

As I prayed for some patience and started remembered all the great stuff the kid does, it got me thinking of our Heavenly Father.  We sometimes forget that he probably feels the same way with us.  Sometimes we would make him so proud, and other times we would make him extremely angry.  I love to think of God as a very loving and forgiving father, because that is what I have in my heart.  I really don’t believe that he is this vengeful God that some religions make him out to be.  In my world, he is just like my father is to me, or the way I am with my children.  I love my children no matter what they do, and I am positive that God is no different.

I love the verse from Ephesians 2:4-5, “But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ—by grace you have been saved—“, because this is how I feel God really is.  Full of mercy.  Full of grace.  Overflowing with love and pride for his amazing creations that we all are.

Just like I am proud of my two children—even when they are doing something as simple as barbecuing wieners for their family—God is just as proud of all of us.  We all should take a look at ourselves from the eyes of our parents, who have endless love for us, and realize our Heavenly Father loves us even more than this!

All Near Death Experiences report back about the astonishing love they felt, like they have never been loved before. They experience an unconditional love, that is indescribable.  That is how much we are loved by our Divine Creator.  Sure, he may get upset with us over our behavior, choices, and thoughts that aren’t in line with what he has created us to be, but just like my 14 year old son, we are all a work in progress.  Luckily, we have a very merciful Father who has more patience and love that you realize.

Embrace this love today, and kick any negative thoughts you have about yourself to the curb.  If you are feeling down on yourself, realize He loves you just the way you are!  He is extremely proud of who you are and He has big plans for you, but you have to understand that this love is here for you.  Reach out for it, and He will deliver it.  Take time out of your day to spend time with him and develop a close relationship with him.  Just like I am missing my son, when I don’t have daily contact with him, God is missing you if you aren’t making daily contact with him.  Spend time with him today, and watch how much better you feel about yourself.  It is indescribable!