tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603594192551052418.post5543591332199229129..comments2013-02-24T10:15:08.017-06:00Comments on Beyond Sunday Morning: An Empty PlaceBeyond Sunday Morningshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07933496509257238305noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603594192551052418.post-7440614381612234742010-12-10T12:25:50.877-06:002010-12-10T12:25:50.877-06:00When we're all spread apart, I always say, &qu...When we're all spread apart, I always say, "I can't wait to have our little unit all back together again". I never would have thought about whether or not God felt that way! Thank you for sharing that. And Camillia, God has truly blessed you with the ability to be able to see those parallels. I bet you would have never thought he could use the time away from your kids as a way to show you himself like that. It made me think about when my parents were divorced and we became teenagers. My dad must have been waiting for a phone call and a visit that never came. How sad :(. Don't you know God has to feel that way when we mean to get to him, but just don't. Awesome! BrittanyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603594192551052418.post-62627596430865321732010-12-10T10:05:34.985-06:002010-12-10T10:05:34.985-06:00I FEEL THE SAME WAY YOU DO WHEN MY KIDS ARE NOT WI...I FEEL THE SAME WAY YOU DO WHEN MY KIDS ARE NOT WITH ME..I CONSTANTLY WONDER IF THEY ARE OK, ARE THEY BEHAVING, ARE THEY WARM ENOUGH, ARE THEY MISSING ME, ARE THEY SCARED..AND ESPECIALLY WITH KENDALL I HAVE TO CONSTANTLY TELL MYSELF WHEN HE STEPS ON THE FOOTBALL FIELD, OR THE BASEBALL FIELD, OR THE BASKETBALL COURT--LORD PLEASE DON'T LET HIM GET HURT...I HAVE TO REMIND MYSELF THAT HE IS GOD'S AND HE IS WATCHING HIM TOO. I AM SO PROUD BUT HUMBLED THAT GOD CHOSE ME FOR MY TWO KIDS, HE REALLY KNOWS WHAT HE IS DOING WHEN HE GIVES THEM TO US, HE TRUSTS US TO CARE FOR THEM -APRILAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603594192551052418.post-46325803175243115002010-12-10T06:47:21.960-06:002010-12-10T06:47:21.960-06:00This is one of your posts I truly feel from the de...This is one of your posts I truly feel from the depths of my soul and spirit. Every ounce of me understands this...Not to say I understand what God feels like, but maybe, as you wrote, a glimpse of it. With the visitation set up with our blended family, we see some our kids on weekends. This does overwhelm me if I think about it too much. I mean, as you said, its always there. but dwelling on the absence of my children isn't something I allow myself to do very often. I often am drawn to the parallel of parenting our earthly children, to God being our parent. Knowing He loves us (and our children) more than we can fathom. and as you said He aches for us. That makes me feel good. Someone aches for me. What if He only sees us on the weekends? Im supposed to get phone calls from my kids...but those are few and far between. So what if we just conversed with Him on random occasions. I know it makes my heart hurt worse, and the period of time seems to be endless from one weekend to the next. I'm sure thats multiplied by a million with our Heavenly Father. He aches for us. It is very comforting on one hand for me to know this...but very heartbreaking as well.Camilliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16852916280302663096noreply@blogger.com