My boys can be funny about what they want me to do with them. Over the last year, I have been spending a lot of my free time working on school work in pursuit of my Master’s Degree. Since I am about done, they seem to have a list of stored up activities they would like me to do with them.
The weekend started with a trip to the airport to get grandma. This excursion was reminiscent of the trip I wrote about in December when we went to get grandpa. My wife had once again packed a lunch and my kids decided it was lunch time the moment they got in the van. What was funny is how excited they were to go, even packing a back pack to take along, but how quickly they got irritated with the length of the trip. We stopped at a store on the way to buy a few things and we were thrilled to see the amount of left over Easter candy for 50% off. Then we walked through various parts of the store, attempting to make our way out of the store without losing someone. We also managed to avoid the cheerleaders at the door trying to get us to make a donation.
Sunday was a full day. After church, I ended up playing football with the boys. As you can see, we are pretty good at it.
Then we moved on to baseball. This was funny because my 2-year-old would put a wiffle ball into his glove and then throw it with his glove. I took a picture, which I think represents my bull pen. I think I have a bull pen that will go the distance.
We also managed to go for a walk with everyone and enjoyed our time racing down the street together. Since my 7-year-old got a new bike, all he wants to do is race me. He also races my 5-year-old son, who actually beat him a few times. Let’s just say this was not appreciated by him, but rather amusing to me.
In a few weeks, my 5-year-old son and I are headed to Minnesota for a few days because I am graduating with the aforementioned degree. He randomly brings this upcoming trip up. His comment to me on Sunday was, “hey dad, we are going on a trip, just me and you. We are just going to spend time together, right dad.”
Just spending time together is really what it is all about, isn’t it? It is in that time together that my kids show me the heart of God with the sweet ways they express their love to me. I am always reminded of the way that God loves me as I look at their unconditional love for me. This was all punctuated for me as there was a story in the Sunday newspaper about a 2-year-old who was abused and is now on the road to recovery. It is hard to fathom how someone could harm their child in such a drastic way. This child had something like 30 broken bones at one point. I know I can’t stand seeing my kids experience pain, especially when they are injured because I ran into them or the ball landed on their face. This is not what a parent does to their child.
God has shown His love for you as His child. He cares for you and wants time with you. I know so many people who say they have no time for God, but how dreadful would that be if it were your child? When kids get older and start to do their own thing, parents get emotional and start to panic. God, as our Father, just wants you to come close and touch his face; to sit in his lap and enjoy Him. He does not want to see you harmed and does not relish in your pain. He is the perfect example of what a parent should be. I know, as a dad, when my kids come and sit with me, I enjoy it knowing that there is a day coming when they will spend less time with me. The sad truth for many is that same dynamic becomes true for their relationship with God. I think it ought to be the other way around. The older we get, the closer to God we get because the vanity of life proves itself to be a waste of time and significance in life proves to only come in relationship with God. Don’t forsake time with your heavenly father! I know I would be sad if my kids ignored me.
“Because you are sons, God sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts, the spirit who calls out, Abba, Father. So you are no longer a slave, but a son; and since you are a son, God has made you also an heir.” Galatians 4:6-7