In a couple of weeks my oldest bonus son will graduate from high school.
It’s kind of a big deal.
I’ve had the privilege of being part of G’s life since he was a Sophomore, and My! How he has grown! Now…
I see a man instead of a teenager.
I see someone who used to wreck my kitchen and now cleans it up for me.
He is determined and strong.
And he is on the precipice of change.
Recently, my husband was out of town and G dropped by the house. He forgot his dad was out of town, so he’d “come by to talk to Dad.”
That statement melted my heart.
If you’re a parent of a teenager (or maybe any parent) you’ll understand the tenderness of that statement:
He wanted to hear his dad’s advice.
He cared about what his dad had to say.
And he trusted his father with his heart.
Here was a young man about to go off on his own for the first time, and he loved his dad enough and cared enough about his dad’s opinion to want to talk to him. What a HUGE, GIGANTIC, special thing!
Man! I’m a sucker for these Father-Son moments. It makes me teary just thinking about it.
And I love how much it means to my husband.
I love how he jumps at the opportunity.
It makes his day.
He listens with baited breath.
He drops everything.
I wonder if it means as much to our Heavenly Father, who loves us far beyond our earthly Father’s capabilities…
When we want to talk with Him not at Him.
When we trust Him with our fears and questions.
When we listen to His counsel.
When we trust Him with our hearts.
Does He love it when we say, “I just came by to talk to Dad.”
Does it make His day?
Does He listen with baited breath?
Does He drop everything?
I think He does. Afterall…
If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him! – Matthew 7:11