Pen and paper can't do these two words justice. You really need to experience them. Let me explain them to you. When my children were young we lived far away from my parents and hometown. As a young mother, I was busy with the day to day life of raising my five children and was distracted enough to not miss home until halfway through the year. On occasion I had to stretch that out to almost a full year. As we would draw near to the Indiana state line, knowing that meant only a few more miles, my heart would start to race. My mouth followed shortly after with nonstop comments to my children about details of every little thing we drove past. When we would pull up in front of the house my parents would run out to meet us with opened arms and hugs to go around.
This past year our oldest son has been back in the states raising support and visiting sponsoring churches. They have spent hours working on paperwork to file for their residency visa. As they have crisscrossed the states in all their efforts they've been able to catch up on family time. We have been blessed to have a room and beds for them to call their own when they come through. This past week it had been some time since we had seen them last. They had just had one of those long days of many hours driving, as I remembered from our days of having little ones in a car. We had been watching out the window for the head lights. Suddenly there they were, two bright lights comings down the road. As they pulled in the drive we started making our way out the door. Only one child was awake. As the door on the other side of the car opened and my son started to get out, the dome light lit up my middle grandson's face who had the most excited look on his face. Hands held high in clinched fist, with all the energy he could muster, I could read his lips as he said "Meme". I ran to the car, opened the door and couldn't unbuckle the car seat fast enough. I'm sure I said something but I couldn't tell you what it might have been. Do they see my excitement? Will they one day anticipate seeing me run out to them? Will they quote me and my quirky way I greet them? I pray one day I overhear all my grand kids laughing and sharing together about the silly way Meme welcomes them into my home. More than that I pray they understand why.
Gods plan for family is awesome and to think he waits for us to visit him. It may be in prayer at those scary moments of life or when you have opened his word to learn more about him. I like those days when I'm walking along in silence and see his beauty. You see, he, more than I could ever imagine, waits and anticipates our arrival into his arms. Why do we seem to hold back? I want him to hear us sitting around chatting about our encounters with him. Will he hear us reveal something he didn't expect us to grasps in our small minds?
This is my favorite holiday, as i'm sure it is to some of you. Have a blessed Thanksgiving and find the excitement of God in your life.