I remember when I was small, I often, due to too much play, forgot the time to go home, and when night fell, I did not dare to walk home alone!
Reason being I had to walk past some forest on the way home and children tend to imagine monsters and ghosts and all sorts of things, so I would drag on at my cousin’s house not daring to go home…
Suddenly in the middle of the night, I would hear a loud call: “Gee Tiong!” just outside my cousin’s window…
Though loud, it warmed my heart as that was the voice I had been waiting for, I knew help had come!
I would quickly rush to the window and shouted downstairs: “Dad! Wait, I’m here!”… then I would be going home happily with my dad.
See my childhood home, the roof is hidden by the trees… that’s the university me in the photo…
This is the road home… notice my pants, tailor-made by my dad! Very popular then!
Actually it was my dad who discovered I was still not home when it was already late, worrying about my safety, he came to look for me. And normally he knew where he could find me too, when he found me, he did not scold me, he just allowed me to follow him home happily… He knew that I was glad he came. That must be a father’s love…
Is not God’s love the same towards us? And yet we so often misunderstand Him…
The verses I read from the Scripture during the prayer meeting that day rekindled this childhood memory of mine, and helped me understand the love of our father God more…
Psalm 139 verse 3 says:
You discern my going out and my lying down; You are familiar with all my ways…
Where can I go from Your Spirit?
Where can I flee from Your presence?
Very often these verses cause some people to feel that God knows all our sins and wrongdoings, and there is nowhere we can hide from Him…
That is why these verses cause some people to feel under pressure and fearful, that is due to the lack of knowing our Father God truly.
Is it really God’s purpose to condemn and scold us when He finds us? I do not think so…
Just as in my childhood memory, I was the one who did wrong, I was playful and forgot to return home, but dad came looking for me to bring me home.
His loud call not only drove away my fear, it gave me a sense of security to know that I needed not to be afraid of the dark journey home anymore, as my dad had come to accompany me home safely…
Dad himself has also returned home safely to heaven now…