From one man He made all the nations, that they should inhabit the whole earth; and He marked out their appointed times in history and the boundaries of their lands. God did this so that they would seek Him and perhaps reach out for Him and find Him, though He is not far from any one of us.
Acts 17:26-27 (NIV)
Summer is coming to an end. As days grow shorter and air grows cooler, I look forward to the beginning of another school year. (I am far more inclined towards beginnings than endings. Every end is a beginning of something new, no? It’s about perspective.) I’m also wistful about things passed, like the first days of school when our middle and high schoolers were in elementary school together. Even when we watched them depart for the day, even when we boarded trains to commute away for work, we were never far…
|He created us from Himself |
to be connected to one another,
and more importantly, to Him.
He is never far.
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My mother lives in another state; in another time zone. One of my favorite things about blogging is that it precipitates a daily email exchange between us, in addition to the daily call(s). We are not around the corner from one another, like my family was from both sets of grandparents when I was growing up. However, the blessings of technology allow us to communicate numerous ways in real time. We are never far…
I have a BFF that lives across the street, and a Gayle that lives south a few hundred miles down the interstate. We routine call or run across the street to ask each other random, occasionally dumb questions, like it’s not a big deal. It’s not. We are family, and that’s who you rely upon for the answers to random, occasionally dumb questions. We’re always available to each other, we seldom, if ever judge (and certainly not without liberal doses of laughter). We are on each other’s minds, each other’s FB pages, each other’s phones. We are never far.
Neither is He. Remember dropping a child off at preschool, and lurking around the corner (or perhaps camping out for an hour or two). They may not have known it, but you were never far. Neither is He.
I still remember the first time I responded to my husband in precisely the way my mom responded to my dad in a conversation. My beloved and I were several states away from her, alone in our first home, but the image of my mother, extraordinary wife, was not far. Neither was He.
My BFF has been on vacation for the last week (I MISSED HER). Gayle kidnapped (with our permission and gratitude) our eldest for a week of girl fun, au pairing to her boys (my awesome godsons), and general full-on-spoiled indulgent tomfoolery. I have missed by daily check-ins with Gayle, trying to be solicitous of the special time the two of them are having together, but I’ve missed my girls, all three (BFF, Gayle, my angel-baby). We may not be in one another’s pockets all the time, but we are never far. Neither is He.
And that is the thing for which I am glad. He created us from Himself to be connected to one another, and more importantly, to Him. He is never far. We need only to be still, no stretching necessary. Never far. Ever close. Yet another reason that God is good.