All Things New

Mustard Field

 Again he said, “What shall we say the kingdom of God is like, or what parable shall we use to describe it?  It is like a mustard seed, which is the smallest of all seeds on earth. Yet when planted, it grows and becomes the largest of all garden plants, with such big branches that the birds can perch in its shade.”

Mark 4:30-32 (NIV)

A new year has begun and many goals were made as well as wishes to others and dreams for us few hours ago. Others were alone and even some were with loved ones and yet lonely on the inside. 

Hopefully the majority spent those special moments with family and friends and had a very significant end of year welcoming the new year. 

The Lord gives and takes away. Many have rules to live by and no matter what effort an old friend, family member or a considered enemy will make, it is not tolerated or conceived unless it is a full turn. Phrase like, "If they do not come here to me, I have no intention of going out of my way to them."

Sad it is to hear that phrase on the new hours of a new year and after events that were not expected.

I received a text message from an unknown number but knowing I have friends throughout the country, I replied, "who is this?"

A replied to my question came and it was my son whom had not spoken to me all year. The only text sent on Christmas day was a generic one. "Merry Christmas from the ??????? Family"

Of course I know the family but it was generic and I stood on not to answer and never did. However, last night when the reply was, "Your son... ???",

my heart pounded and I rushed to call him to tell him how much I love him and miss him. I asked to speak with my first grandchild and it was a moment that I did not care who began the conversation or the effort to establish that connection. 

Yet again I was reached by what most likely is called a "joy killer" Someone that has known my pain for my children almost too well and had decided to let me know that what happened was not significant because I should not have been text but called. That it only showed that there was no intention to hear my voice but to confirmed that I was desperate and I would call. 

Well, I understand that point of view but it does not matter how it started but that it started. I might not hear from my son again but he reached out a small bit and I opened myself completely to him. I had joy in my heart to hear my baby boy earlier and then my oldest son and my first grandson's voice. 

God is always there for us and he is available. We go small, tired and scared to Him and He opens His arms wide, from East to West, from one scared hand to the other.

Do not be afraid, for I am with you; I will gather your children from the east and gather you from the west.  

Isaiah 43:5

Would you say I did wrong?