In a couple of previous posts I mentioned that I felt I was being invited
into a closer walk with the Lord, specially in the area of private prayer.
This is more concerning that.
My very busy elder son (40) called me this morning to say: "Mom, I have a gap this afternoon. Can you meet me for coffee in Constantia."
That is about a half an hour's drive from here
I should explain that I try to have one-on-one "dates" with my two married sons every couple of months so we can catch up on things that matter to us.
And so I can satisfy my mom-heart with face-to-face; you-and-me, contact with these beloved children.
(In the chaos of general family get togethers, they cannot talk about and I cannot hear the real stuff that's on their minds: there is just too much going on).
My son asked me if I was going to be up that way - obviously thinking it would be a bit much to expect me to come all that way for an hour with him.
Little does he realise that I would go a lot further, just for that.
Little does he know how much it means to me, as a parent, to have his invitation to spend alone time with him.
As I was driving to the venue, I felt a joy that was akin to pain it was so full.
Then it was as though the Lord was smiling at me and saying:
"You see, Alison, this is something of how I feel when My children want to spend alone time with Me"
I love the way He uses ordinary things to speak profoundly to me; to illustrate in a way He knows I will relate to
And not forget
