Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will hear you. You will seek me and find me; when you seek me with all your heart.
Thought for the Day: Are we looking for times and places to be with God.
Marching Band Season is over and I am sad, in a way. I have truly enjoyed watching my son, Nathaniel, become a part of a team – a huge team. On July 16, I drove him to his first day of Freshman Band Camp. I remember going to pick him up in the auditorium because it had rained. I remember telling him that he was one blessed guy because God had given him a coolness in the air on his first day. July 17, it was sunny and it was hot. I thought for sure he was going to quit. Nathaniel was not one of those kids who I could visualize working out in the hot sun. But he did return day after day to be a part of something great. The season continued and the band did spectacular things in their show which turned out fantastic. We watched and took pictures week after week as Nathaniel became a true marcher, a helper, a potential leader, and a friend to many. God helped our boy grow into a student in a high school of almost 4,000 who found his nitch in a smaller (mellophones) group.
But that wasn’t what was special…what was special was the few minutes I experienced when I picked him up from practice. When I picked him up, I had him all to myself and I was able to listen to him and have true conversation. Trust me, that time was special. I learned on a daily basis how he loved playing mellophone, but even more, how he loved being in that group of new friends. I listened to him as he shared with me the parts of the show that were going great, the things they had changed in the show, and what he was going to be doing special like moving the prop, “The Roman Numeral IV” into place. The day that “got me”, was the day I went to the Georgia State Competition and began videoing the performance as I tried to always do. The end came, and all of a sudden the band members began laying on the field to form the words “Ever After”. The video did not get that as I didn’t know it was coming. When I picked him up from the school after their bus ride home, I said, “You didn’t tell me about the ending!” His reply was, “Mama, I didn’t tell you because I wanted it to be a surprise for you!” There it was! There was the proof that our “after practice time in the car” had been worth it. I had listened to him and he knew I was truly excited about something he was involved in. That time in the car each day was also a time I could give him some advice, and he took it calmly. That is the part of his marching band season that I will truly miss.
Today, I am thinking, “Am I the almost 15 year old in my relationship with God?” That is a strange but real question. Does God have to find a place to confine us when He wants to share time with us? I think in my case, the answer is yes. And, does God get excited when we are put in a place where we are totally with Him. I think that answer is definitely a yes. My time of picking up my son from marching band is over for now and I am already missing it. But, I am working hard to find time to have conversation with him. Now, I need to be the 15 year old who understands the importance and specialness of being with my parent, God.
Prayer: Oh, God! Thank you for the times we are able to have conversation with each other. Those times are so special. Help me work to find more times to be just with you. And, while I am just with You, help me to listen. Amen.