We have a third cell phone that is technically Koke's. He uses it when he's playing around the neighborhood so we can call him home for meals or to remind him that it is dark. (It's amazing hoe often he doesn't notice.)
But today Koke didn't have any pockets so we put Karizma in charge of it. What's obvious is that Karizma doesn't have a reason to call, but she calls because she wants to use the phone and she wants to make sure that she's doing okay.
Isn't that a great metaphor for prayer?
How often do we take for granted that we have the opportunity to speak directly to God? Karizma doesn't get to use the phone much so she is just loving the chance to use it. We should constantly be reminding ourselves of the amazing privilege that prayer is. It should be a toy that we delight in constantly. We should offer prayers to God just because we can and we delight in the fact that God hears us.
But second, Rizzi is calling just to check in. She's not hurt. She's not lost. She's not even wanting to come home. She just wants to say, "Hi." If only our prayers were so routine. I tend to pray about the big things and assume that God wants me to handle the day-to-day stuff on my own. Let alone praying just to say Hi. We should offer more "meaningless" prayers. Relatinoships are built as much in the everyday stuff as the major life-events.
I need to pray more like Rizzi leaves voice mails...and besides...isn't that the cutest little voice ever?
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