Wednesday, August 20, 2008

• God Leaves the Blinds Open for Us

  from mimmistidbits

  

  My bro Marlin, who's been a trucker for many years, came by to visit us and our parents on a run through here last evening.  My parents who are 84, always love to have the children come home. They ask a few days ahead, when is so and so coming? I know  they can't wait, just like a child waiting to open a gift. When they heard Marlin was close by, they listened for the sound of his BIG RIG coming down the gravel road and into their lane.

  I heard him drive in (my parents live 50 ft. from our house) and went to the window to look out, and what should I see but a sight that blessed my heart. It was dark, but Mama and Daddy were both on the back deck standing  in the glow of the porch light, with their eyes fixed into the darkness anticipating the first glimpse of their baby son, who is now in his 40s. 

  They stood there waiting till he came toward the house and they could hug him and welcome him home. After their hugs, I hollared over and said I'd be there soon, with Marlin saying to Mama "Don't forget your cookies."  When we got over there, Mama had already gotten her cookies out, Marlin had a glass of milk and we watched him devour those homemade(?) cookies! Ahh, I knew he was thinking, 'there's nothing like Mama's cookies with a glass of milk!' 

  The sight of them standing on the porch  filled with anticipation, warmed my heart to almost overheating. It told me many things- they love their children, they love when they come home, the paternal instincts haven't left them, the love of our children never leave  no matter how old we get. Ahh, what bliss!

  While we were sitting in the house talking and gabbing about nothings, I glanced about and noticed the front blinds were  left opened so they could see when that RIG came by, as their  hearing isn't what it use to be. That warmed me some more. They didn't want to miss him, they wanted to be out there waiting for him.

  For many years Marlin was living a life of sin. He  withdrew himself from the family, we prayed at least 20 years or more for his salvation.  One day in a conversation with him, he was  telling me about some things that were hurting his heart, it was the beginning of a real connection with him and as time went on I could ask him more serious questions and my heart filled with joy as I could sense that God was quietly drawing his mind to Him.

  Finally one day it happened! He gave his heart back to God and has kept it there ever since. Last night the scene I saw with my parents splashed this picture over me as I thought that this is the way our God is  with us ....when we stray, and He knows we are coming closer and closer. He leaves the blinds open so He can be sure to see us as we come closer, and He steps out into the darkness with a light to guide us into the light, and He can't wait till we are HOME safe in His arms when we give our hearts to Him ...

  Ahh what bliss, knowing our Heavenly Father cares for us so much. Isn't that just the coziest thought?

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