A Thought on the Heart of God

 

Today at church, I saw a clear illustration of the heart of God. Let me set it up for you.

Our church is in rented quarters in a business park. We have basically what would be a good-sized office. There’s one large room in which we meet for the services, and off to the sides there are a few rooms where the nursery and the children’s Sunday School classes meet. It is fairly close quarters.

About half-way through the sermon, a cry came from the nursery.   One woman immediately got up.

No one else looked around. No one else moved. The child’s mother knew her baby’s cry. It’s only a few steps to the nursery, and so within a few moments, the crying stopped, and I imagined Amy taking Caleb in her arms. Her presence brought peace.

This is like God.

The cry of the King’s child goes to His heart, and He comes to us and comforts us by His presence.

As Amy’s heart was attuned to her son’s cry, so is our Father’s attuned to His children’s cry. It is a mother’s nature to respond to her baby’s need with great compassion. So God responds to the needs of His children.

Amy didn’t roll her eyes and say, “That baby!” She didn’t begrudge Caleb her presence. She didn’t say, “What’s the matter, kid? Can’t you live without me for an hour?” She went to him sweetly, quietly, immediately.

Happily, Caleb was instantly comforted, but had he continued to yell, Amy would have continued to hold him, continued to rock him, continued to mother-love him until he found peace. Our Father is like this. He is willing. He is available. He is love.

So go ahead: cry out to Him in your need, your loneliness, your fear, your anxiety, your disaster. Cry it all out, and be filled and comforted by His presence.

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  1. Wonderful picture of our Father’s love, especially this: “So go ahead: cry out to Him in your need, your loneliness, your fear, your anxiety, your disaster. Cry it all out, and be filled and comforted by His presence.” Jan learns late today whether the ramped up chemo of the last six weeks has done anything positive to her cancer. She cannot continue chemo at any level in the immediate future until she recovers physically from a year plus of constant treatment. But if the cancer has not abated, even a little . . . then . . . I am “crying out in my fear.” That’s straight up honest. This picture of the Lord’s comfort is one I need to keep in mind today. Thank you, friend.

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