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sound of the back doorbell sent me running through the house to greet whomever
it was who had come to pay us a visit. I ran as fast as my little
two-year-old legs would carry me, dodging tables, toys, chairs, and quickly
made my way to the back door, anxious and excited to see who was there. I
opened the door and stared for a few brief seconds. The man standing
there looked very familiar. I had seen him several times around our house but lately
his visits had been very infrequent. Nevertheless, he had come to pay us
a visit and I wanted to make sure mom knew. So I announced, “Mama,
daddy’s come to visit us!”
My
dad never misses an opportunity to bring this to my attention! So, why
would I say such a thing? Why would I believe daddy just visited us from
time to time instead of actually living in our house? Well, I’ll tell you.
My
dad was in the funeral business and that meant he was on call all the time to serve people when they needed it the most. Now,
I fully understand that but as a two-year-old boy, it just didn’t make
sense. Daddy was supposed to be home with me, making sure all my needs
were met, giving me piggy-back rides, and playing with me.
Yet the
evidence of my dad’s service to me was everywhere. It was in the pantry
where our food was kept. It was in my closet where my clothes hung.
It was in the warm bed where I slept safely and soundly every night. And,
it was in closing of the heavy front door, making sure I was safe, and warm,
and dry. The evidence of daddy’s love for me and of his working to
provide for me was everywhere. Even when he couldn’t be with me, his
continual work ensured all my needs would be met.
In John
5:17,
we read, “Jesus said
to them, “My Father is always at his work to this very day…” Do
we really understand these words? Do we put them into practice? How
often do we feel that God has abandoned us during our most needful hour?
The phone rings and the voice on the other end informs us
of a serious accident. A letter is delivered, and the electric bill is
much larger than we anticipated. We hit our knees and pray, and it seems
there is no one listening. And just when we need a special touch from God
it seems he is distant and uninterested.
Yet
God is always working. Our hearts beat, we breathe, we enjoy the company
of friends, we have food to eat, a warm place to stay, and clothes on our
back. All of these speak to the constant working of our
Heavenly Father who takes great and perfect care of us. Jesus said the
birds of the air are fed and that we are worth so much more to God than they
are.
Wherever
you are today, I want you to know that God is working on your behalf.
Even if you don’t feel him near, he is working. And just when you least
expect it the doorbell of your heart’s door will ring and guess who it will
be? Won’t you answer the door today?
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