Jessa and Joe, when you were one and two, the three of us were traveling in the car. Jessa, you started to cry and tell me what was wrong! I couldn't understand what you were saying and the more I tried to guess and figure out what was wrong the more upset you became! I finally asked you, Joe, what Jessa was saying. You told me Jessa wanted her little blankie that she couldn't reach! Problem solved, thanks to Joe!
Today, because of my ALS the rolls are reversed. I am the one talking in an obscure language and need you to decipher what I am saying! I was so excited for you to grow up and be able to share heart to heart talks. Instead our talk times consist of me texting you questions with my eye gaze computer. If you then happen to ask for advice you have to wait for 10 minutes (at least) for me to respond. Not the most ideal situation for active conversation! It doesn't mean that I don't care, understand or that I'm not interested! It just means that you have to trust my sincere love for you even more!
I have wondered if God feels like me! He created us to have a relationship with Him but sin broke the line of communication! God has sacrificed His Son Jesus, given us the Holy Spirit and a huge love letter (Bible) to restore us to Himself. In spite of all this, we still have a hard time talking to Him! We crave feedback, contact, and a visual presence! However, the more we live in the freedom
Jesus gives, wisdom and comfort of the Spirit and truth of God's word, communicating becomes more personal As much as I love you and I want you to share your heart with me God longs for that even more! HEART to HEART!
Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words. And he who searches hearts knows what is the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints according to the will of God. And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose.
O Lord, you have searched me and known me! You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thoughts from afar. You search out my path and my lying down and are acquainted with all my ways. Even before a word is on my tongue, behold, O Lord, you know it altogether. You hem me in, behind and before, and lay your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high; I cannot attain it.
I used to sing this song to you when I tucked you into bed!