Friday, September 16, 2011

"They Will Call Me By Name"

He looked right at me and said my name. Bret, my newly turned one year old, looked right at me this morning and said "mama." I knew he would soon. He's finally been saying the sound "ma" now but hadn't put it together yet that that was me. I felt this sudden shot of adrenaline, of excitement, of exhilaration. He knows me! He knows who I am! Finally after all these months of taking care of him, waking up with him, snuggling, comforting, cleaning, with out a thank you, he looks at me and says my name. And it's like he acknowledged everything. It is like he said thank you and love you in two simple syllables. "Mama" Wow. I'm still on a high from it.

It did make me think though, obviously, otherwise I would not be blogging. You know me well enough by now that of course it taught me something. It just made me think about how God must feel when we finally learn His name. When we finally acknowledge Him. Consequently what He must be feeling when we don't? How He longs for us to seek Him, and call Him by name. He spends all this time and effort, pursuing us. Calling us. How long has He been knocking at the door of my heart?

Rev 3 NASB  
20 Behold, I stand at the door and knock; if anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and will dine with him, and he with Me.

One thing I am finding out is that He always answers when I call Him by name. The Bible is FULL of scriptures that say something to the effect of "I called Him by Name and He answered." Sometimes I don't think He responds the way we expect or want Him to but He always hears. He always listens and just like I got excited when Bret FINALLY acknowledged me for who I am I truly believe He gets excited too. I think He waits with anticipation. He waits for us to FINALLY acknowledge just WHO He is. Just His Name is such a huge deal in scripture. People have literally spent there entire careers studying it. 

You know what I really love about knowing all this? I don't have to wait until a time of crisis to call on Him. Just like Bret doesn't need to wait until he's hurting or needs something to call out to me. Don't you just love it when your kids want you just because, for no other reason then to be near you? Bret is my little lover boy. He loves to just be held. He would be content to lay his head on my shoulder all day long and I would be content to let him if I had the strength to carry him. The Father does have the strength to carry us! All day if we want. I love being able to call on Him, to feel His presence and His abiding love for me. He's there when I need Him, when I am hurting and when I'm at peace. When things are good I can share them with Him. I think calling on Him just to be near Him must be a special thing for Him to experience too or why else would we humans experience it? Maybe I am being too presumptious but I would challenge anyone who thinks so. I would ask them if they really know what I'm talking about. I want Him to say of me "Katie is my little lover girl, she is content to lay her head on my shoulder and be near me all day. I love to carry her around and be near her." Can you imagine?

Zachariah 13:9 NASB
They will call on My name,
And I will answer them;
I will say, ‘They are My people,’
And they will say, ‘The LORD is my God.’”

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