I could so relate to today's devotional written by my friend. There have been times I have picked up something where the memories of the person it belonged to floods my mind and I long to be in their presence. It is hard when those people we love are no longer with us. I, like Jennifer, am so glad that my God will never leave me and loves me forever.
A Heart to Hear
It's officially summer now. I know this because of the constant pile of wet towels in the laundry room, and the corresponding bare shelf in the linen closet. This morning, I ended up grabbing an old orange towel I took from my grandmother's house when my dad and I packed it up after she passed away. Amazingly, it is still soft and fluffy. As I picked it up, I was suddenly swept with a longing to be the little girl who used this towel to dry off after swimming in Aunt Ann's pool, the little girl living it up at Grandma's house with no worries except when she will get to swim again. I thought about it for a moment and I realized that going back to that time wouldn't really help. Knowing all the things I'd have to face all over again made that wish lose it's appeal! It hit me that what I really wanted was to know that I am taken care of by someone who loves me unendingly. My spirit's true longing is for Heaven and my Abba God. His love is the only one that never ends. He will never leave me. He will take care of all the things that worry me. He tells my heart to rest and trust Him; everything is going to be okay. Knowing this, I'm comforted and my heart is warmed, just like a little girl wrapped in a cozy orange towel by a loving grandmother. Maybe you don't have an orange towel, and maybe you didn't have a grandma like that, but we all have a Father in Heaven Who loves us without measure and without end. He has promised to never leave us and He has put the spirit of adoption in our hearts that enables us to call Him "Daddy God". That is what Abba means. When it was time to close up my grandmother's house, my heart ached. It had been the one constant place in my life. Through the pain, God taught me that home is really just our name for the longing we have to be with Him. We take it with us in our hearts and one day, we will experience it with all that we are. So next time you wrap yourself in your favorite fluffy towel, remember you are loved by your Abba Father and He is your home, now and forever!
For all who are led by the Spirit of God are children of God. So you have not received a spirit that makes you fearful slaves. Instead, you received God's Spirit when he adopted you as his own children. Now we call him, "Abba, Father." For his Spirit joins with our spirit to affirm that we are God's children. Romans 8:14-16
Whom have I in heaven but you? Earth has nothing I desire besides you. My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. Psalm 73: 25-26