How many parents have said this to thier running toddler? "Come here, come here, okay that's it, 1...2...3...4...4 1/2....4 3/4..."
Today I read Hosea 11.1-2 and it reminded me of a stage my son was going through a few years ago. There was a time when he had about 5 months of walking under his belt that he enjoyed running away from us. He thought it was funny. He especially liked to go to the end of a long aisle (like at a supermarket) and play run around. When we'd go one way he'd go the other. HE thought it was funny, we thought it was VERY frustrating. It can also be a very dangerous game. I remember vividly a time when he was in that stage that we were leaving a restaraunt on Virginia Beach Blvd, a very busy street, and as soon as we walked out the doors he took off toward the street. He was laughing and thought this was fun to run from Dad. The more I called the faster he ran, until I took off running. His foot was about to step off the curb and down onto the blacktop, when I reached him and snatched him back. Cars whizzed by.
"When Israel was a child, I loved him...the more I called them, the more they went from me....Yet I was to them like those who lift infants to thier cheeks." I am reminded today of how much God loves us, and how uninformed and immature our running from him truly is. Instead of running from, today I choose to run WITH him!
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