The Notebook Café

My cell phone rang…

I looked to see the name of the caller…for a minute my heart skipped a beat…

It was my teenage grandson. With his many activities he doesn't call me too often. Even though I hurried to answer the call…I missed it.

Before I could call him back, he sent me a text...

…I called you 'by accident'.

For some reason…though he certainly didn't intend to, those words 'by accident' brought a little pang of hurt to my heart. As a toddler, young boy, and even preteen...we were great buddies. He used to stay with us for days at our small place away from the city…counting his ‘sleeps’ and asking to stay as long as his parents would allow. During our time together we caught frogs and fireflies on warm summer nights, read books in our old rocking chair, played music together in our ‘band’ which included grandpa playing the drums, rode bicycles, packed picnic lunches, enjoyed summer afternoons swimming, named the clouds, journaled at the park, planted flowers, decorated Halloween pumpkins...the list is endless. If you’ve seen the movie Toy Story where Andy goes to college, no longer needing Sheriff Woody…

…that’s suddenly how I felt.

I realized I had went from being someone special that he used to cry when I would leave house to now a phone call…‘by accident’. I know that’s exactly the way it should be. He’s growing up. He has expanded his circle of friends and wants to experience life. While this writing could be about the fact that we spent hours reading Bible stories, talking about God, and even journaling together, hopefully creating a legacy of faith…that’s for another time.

This is what God put on my heart when I read his text message…‘I called you by accident.’

When we first accept Jesus and come to God as believers in His son…we are new to the Word. We soak it up. We see God in the fireflies, nature, music, and all the things that surround us. We feel hope. We know that we are deeply loved. But as we mature as believers, sometimes…as life continues to bring us problems, we gradually shift our focus on other things. We become involved in life here rather than remembering the God who gave it to us. We start to let go of God’s outstretched hand...'by accident'.

I wonder if God sees us….and He longingly remembers…the days when our hearts, minds, and lives were truly turned towards Him? If He sits waiting for us to visit with Him again through more than a hurried prayer, or a request because we need something? Does He remember the days we were truly aware of His creation, overwhelmed by His unconditional love? The days our hearts were filled with gratitude for the gift of every breath He offered us? The moments we were filled with joy at His promise of an eternal future? The awaiting of a kingdom – not a bedtime story, but a real kingdom He’s prepared…just for us…?

Does God ever feel like we only need Him…

…‘by accident’?

I have spent time prayerfully pondering those questions and hearing God whisper in my heart…sometimes He hears from me…

…‘by accident'.

Like my grandson held my hand and never wanted to let go, I want to again grasp the hand of God…like a child…and never let go. I want to remember that this life…is fleeting. Not letting worldly things take center stage in my life. Avoiding selfish pride, but to be filled with gratitude for the grace and mercy of God. Reminding myself that the enemy wants me to see what’s right in front of me in my human vision and not what awaits...what God has planned. The enemy has waged war and begins to get a foothold when I begin to lose my focus on God...Satan loves it when I begin treating my relationship with God as if it were…

…‘by accident'.

I encourage you to spend some time rediscovering your Father. Reaching for His hand. Being amazed as He unfolds beauty each day, even in the hard places of life, grief, the unknown, and pain...there are glimpses of God. You can see His hand at work in all the details.

Realizing that even His ‘No’ is because He loves us and ultimately His plans for our lives are perfect…not pain free, but perfect. Knowing that this life isn’t what we should long for…but the kingdom He’s preparing us for is. Our reward and lasting glory…the eternal promises of God, are safely tucked away in heaven where they cannot be destroyed or taken away.

Being fully secure, that as a believer in Jesus Christ…God took the time to write your name…in the book of life…

Making you sealed with the precious blood of Jesus Christ…not…‘by accident’.

God never calls us ‘by accident’. He never lets go of our hand leaving us alone (Deuteronomy 31:8). Even when we…begin to loosen the grasp on His hand…

Your hand shall lead me and your right hand shall hold me fast - Psalm 139:10. I cling to you; Your right hand upholds me - Psalm 63:8. “For I am the LORD your God who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, ‘Do not fear, I will help you.’ - Isaiah 41:13. You make known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand - Psalm 16:11. Like Your name, O God, Your praise echoes to the ends of the earth; Your right hand is full of righteousness. - Psalm 48:10. You make your saving help my shield, and Your right hand sustains me; Your help has made me great. - Psalm 18:35. Then I thought, “To this I will appeal: the years when the Most High stretched out His right hand.” - Psalm 77:10.

Since, then, you have been raised with Christ, set your hearts on things above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God. Colossians 3:1.

Taking hold of His hand to lead through all the places in this life…remembering God never calls us ‘by accident’…


He calls us...by name.

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