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Bible Story by Night Light

How much does God delight in us calling out to him?  Do you ever feel like he gets tired of hearing from us & our petty little requests for our lives?

God has given me so many examples of how much he loves me by the relationships I have with my own children.  Last night He reminded me that he loves to hear my voice call to him & he takes joy in providing for me.

Early this morning, I was awakened by the call of “Daaaaaaddyyyyyyy.”  I looked at my clock and it was 1:54 am.

Usually, that means my 2-year old is thirsty, so I went in prepared to get her something to drink.  That’s a process, because I have to convince her that I actually will come back.  Most nights that this happens, I end up in a few minute discussion about why I don’t want to carry her to the kitchen to get a drink.

This morning was different, though.  When I got into her room, she was sitting up against the bumper that keeps her from falling out of bed.  I said, “Do you want something to drink?” as I bent down and knelt by her bed.

“No, Daddy.  You forgot to read me a Bible story before I went to bed.”

I thought back.  Sure enough, Anne & I read her 2 other books, but for some reason we forgot our nightly ritual of reading a Bible story.  I don’t know how we forgot, but we did and so did Ashlyn, until 1:54 in the morning.

I tried to reason with her and said that mommy would read her a Bible story as soon as she got up.  That’s when she made that sad little face.  It’s not the fake sad face she makes when she’s whining about something.  No.  This was the real sad face she makes when she’s trying to be a big girl, but can’t help starting to cry. 

As soon as I realized how much it meant to her, I said, “ok,” and went to get her Bible.

So, Ashlyn got to hear the story of Palm Sunday this morning, while I turned the book to see the words by the light of her night light.  As soon as I was done, she of course asked for a drink which I went and got.

As I walked back to bed, I thought about how I used to get upset when I had to wake up in the middle of the night, but there’s something about hearing your little girl call out to you that makes you eager to see what she needs.

I can’t help but think that God feels the same way when we call out to him.  I’m going to spend some time today, just thanking Him for the little examples in my life that he’s given me to show Himself.  And, I’m going to take joy in knowing that he desires so much for me to call out “Daaaaaaddyyyyyyyyy.”

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