A few years ago, one of my good friends from grade school and I started reminiscing about what it was like growing up in Sheyenne, North Dakota. My friend Owen Swenson lived across the alley and four houses down from me, on the corner. From the time, I was four or five we played together. Sandboxes and kites, basketball and baseball, we did it all. Later we graduated to BB guns fights and roman candle fights. We got into more trouble and had more fun!
Reminiscing, Owen said, “Remember how at supper time your mom used to stand on the back step and yell for you. “COREY TIME TO COME HOME.” Gawd, that used to embarrass me. You could set your clock by her. Small towns across the mid-west have their twelve noon and six o’clock whistle. Sheyenne had my mom. And the volume was just about the same. Not only would I go home to eat supper, but every kid in a six block radius would hear my mom’s voice and go home for supper.
Well, hear the good news. Like my mother, God is standing on the back porch calling out your name. You can hear his voice on the wind, in the song, or in the still small voice. The voice of Christ brought each of you to the place you are today, where ever that may be. Your not reading this by accident or by chance. You are reading this because God wants you to hear a word. Here it is.
Good Word #1: My mother never missed a day. She was constant in her task of calling me home. Jesus has never missed a chance to call you home. “God’s goodness and mercy follow us all the days of our lives.” Every day, every moment, God is there whispering, speaking, yelling, whatever it takes, in order to keep you in his perfect peace.
Good Word #2: Everyone in the neighborhood could hear my mother calling. Everyone in the world can hear the voice of Jesus. God’s desire is for everyone to hear the Good News and that all would be saved....It says in 2Pet. 3:9 “The Lord is not slow about his promise, as some think of slowness, but is patient with you, not wanting any to perish, but all to come to repentance.”
Good Word #3: When I didn’t come home on time I always knew what was going to happen. Before long, my mother would be rounding the corner searching for her disobedient son. It is the same with God. God searches. That alone is the most unique and interesting characteristics of the God we call Jesus. What other God goes to find those who are lost? No wonder we call him Father (parent).
Is God calling you today? I bet he is. He is standing on the back porch of your life calling for you to return home. Home to the place of peace and security provide in his presence. Home! What a beautiful word.