Roar - Angie Reedy

"In my distress I called to the Lord; I cried to my God for help. From his temple he heard my voice; my cry came before him, into his ears." Psalm 18:6 NIV

“If you get lost, roar!”

After vowing never again to let go of his three-year-old hand, I advised my son of our new plan. Adrenaline slowed its mad rush and the words, “You don’t know where your son is.” stopped repeating in my mind.

Moments earlier, other shoppers watched me rushing around racks of clothes, peering underneath every one, hoping to spot skinny scraped legs with dinosaur socks and Velcro shoes. I couldn’t find him. Each place I checked turned up empty. I feared the worst as seconds ticked by during those minutes that felt like years.

And then I heard it. Either a Tyrannosaurus Rex lived in the department store, or my son spotted something scary and reacted with his typical dinosaur roar.

It didn’t matter—he was near. Relief poured over me when I heard those familiar roars. Not much farther and I would sweep him in a hug and love him, but scold him and squeeze him and clasp his hand tighter than tight so I would never lose him again.

He could have used his outside voice, shrieked, or even whined. I simply needed to hear his call.

God doesn’t care how I call either. He wants me to use any voice to cry out for Him. Whether I cry, sit in silent anticipation, rush with joy, or roar in desperation, God hears.

Throughout the ages, people have called on the Lord and He has listened. David in his despair, triumph, and shame, called to God. Through weeping and joyful dances, he found an audience in God’s presence.

Whatever situation you’re in—enter His presence. Cry to Him. Laugh with Him. Dance with Him. Celebrate the gifts you’ve received. Simply talk to Him. He waits to hear from you.

Roar.


Angie Reedy is a freelance writer living in Central Illinois. For six years Angie wrote market and competitive analyses for a Fortune 50 company, but now focuses her corporate writing and editing experiences into subjects of authentic life and faith. She writes a monthly newspaper column for an Illinois regional newspaper and regularly updates her blog, www.realreedy@blogspot.com. Angie is married to Walter and loves the daily surprises that come with parenting her two young children.

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