The house has been quiet this week. We dropped my daughter off at summer camp on Monday. She was looking forward to a week of spending time caring for and riding horses. As the days progressed, I had a gnawing feeling of uneasiness. It was hard, and a bit strange, not to know how she was doing. Was she happy? Was she taking good care of herself? What was she eating? Was she having fun?
Yesterday I went to the mailbox and my heart leapt for joy when I saw a letter from her tucked in with the bills. I came in the front door and announced that we had received a letter from Noelle! My husband and son stopped what they were doing and met me at the door. I opened the letter and we all stood together as I read it aloud.
As I read her precious words, I saw her personality shine through. She wrote about the horses, zip lining, Bible studies, and making s’mores around the campfire. My heart just soared! I knew and was assured that she was safe and having a great time!
There is joy in connection.
This week’s experience reminded me that I am away from my eternal home right now. While my Father knows where I am and what I’m feeling, He still delights in receiving “letters” through prayer. Time and again in Scripture, the Lord indicates that He wants us to come to Him and share what is on our hearts. He loves and cares for each one of His precious children, and wants to connect.