This morning I sat outside by the remains of last night’s fire, drinking my last cup of coffee and petting the dogs. Suddenly I heard the hawk in a tree just across the drive. This was the closest he had come in awhile. I do not know if it was the first hawk that grew up on our property, or his son or grandson, but it was one of those I had talked to as he sat in his nest as a baby. He would never have gotten that close to me otherwise.
No other bird would have talked to me that way either. He didn’t call out with the loud, echoing cry of a mature hawk, but with the baby sounds he used to make way up in his nest as I talked to him, the same sounds he always greeted his parents with when they brought him food during the day. This was intimate hawk talk, not formal hawk talk. He still recognized me from his baby days, and knew I was a friend. He knew he could let down his guard and be that little baby hawk one more time.
Sometimes I get tired of being grown up. I get tired of being the mature one who is always supposed to know what to say and how to say it. Sometimes I want to be the little kid who can run to a great big grown-up, spill my heart, and have him tell me everything is going to be all right.
That is exactly what we can do with God. Job said, My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul, 10:1. Job said he could tell God everything, no holding back—“free course.” David said, I pour out my complaint before Him, I show Him my trouble, Psa 142:2. Both of these strong men of God had moments when they let it all out, just like little children who are afraid and don’t understand. Why do I think I need to be any better than they?
My children used to come to me with their troubles, usually small, inconsequential things. But to them, those things were HUGE. I never acted like they were silly to worry over them, but did my best to comfort them, and even fix the things I could fix for them. Most of the things we find ourselves going to God with are inconsequential in His grand scheme of things, but He still treats them as important because they are important to His children. He will listen to even the smallest concern, the pettiest, even the selfish ones, as so many turn out to be.
We never need to hold back with God, especially now, because we have a Mediator who understands how those small things can seem so large. We can run to God any time we need to, and talk as a child to a Father who listens and who cares. It’s okay to have a little baby talk with God.
For we have not a high priest that cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities; but one who has been in all points tempted like as we are yet without sin. Let us therefore draw near with boldness unto the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy, and may find grace to help in time of need, Heb 4:15,16.
Dene Ward
No other bird would have talked to me that way either. He didn’t call out with the loud, echoing cry of a mature hawk, but with the baby sounds he used to make way up in his nest as I talked to him, the same sounds he always greeted his parents with when they brought him food during the day. This was intimate hawk talk, not formal hawk talk. He still recognized me from his baby days, and knew I was a friend. He knew he could let down his guard and be that little baby hawk one more time.
Sometimes I get tired of being grown up. I get tired of being the mature one who is always supposed to know what to say and how to say it. Sometimes I want to be the little kid who can run to a great big grown-up, spill my heart, and have him tell me everything is going to be all right.
That is exactly what we can do with God. Job said, My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul, 10:1. Job said he could tell God everything, no holding back—“free course.” David said, I pour out my complaint before Him, I show Him my trouble, Psa 142:2. Both of these strong men of God had moments when they let it all out, just like little children who are afraid and don’t understand. Why do I think I need to be any better than they?
My children used to come to me with their troubles, usually small, inconsequential things. But to them, those things were HUGE. I never acted like they were silly to worry over them, but did my best to comfort them, and even fix the things I could fix for them. Most of the things we find ourselves going to God with are inconsequential in His grand scheme of things, but He still treats them as important because they are important to His children. He will listen to even the smallest concern, the pettiest, even the selfish ones, as so many turn out to be.
We never need to hold back with God, especially now, because we have a Mediator who understands how those small things can seem so large. We can run to God any time we need to, and talk as a child to a Father who listens and who cares. It’s okay to have a little baby talk with God.
For we have not a high priest that cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities; but one who has been in all points tempted like as we are yet without sin. Let us therefore draw near with boldness unto the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy, and may find grace to help in time of need, Heb 4:15,16.
Dene Ward
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