“Stay!” I yell to my daughter as she advances across a parking lot.
“Stay!” I call to my son as he crawls toward the fireplace.
“Stay,” I coo to my husband when he climbs out of bed to go to work on cold mornings made for cuddling.
“Stay,” I ask my daughter when she is finally calm enough to cuddle, but only for a few moments before heading off the play, her boundless energy impossible to contain.
“Stay,” I say to my baby son as I hold him in my arms, realizing how big he is getting and that he won’t be a baby much longer.
“Stay.” I want to beg a good friend as we exchange pleasantries after church or in the grocery store, wanting more than just our casual catch up.
“Stay.” I hear him say to me, as I mumble my prayers before falling asleep, rush through my devotions or abandon a quiet moment of reflection in pursuit of my to-do list.
“Stay with me. Just be with me.”
This is a beautiful post. Such great reminders, especially the end. I’m so guilty of rushing through my bible reading so that I can read the latest novel I borrowed from the library. Thanks for sharing this!
I know the feeling….. My heart is the same as yours in this word….
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