“Talk to me, Daddy”
“ You didn’t talk to me since morning,” reminded my children.
She’s been quietly pulling and pushing me in her playful mood.
It’s not new to me. I can be like that only, especially when my jaws are tight from my chronic illness. There’s simply no mood to talk. Most of them are stuck in my mind. And I usually thought I had spoken out well enough!
“Talk to me, Daddy. Is there anything I can do for you, assured my six-year-old-daughter again.
“You have always spoken out not enough, Daddy,” reminded the other.
We did not feel good.
Is Daddy unhappy with us, what’s bothering him..? Did we do something wrong?
Love has to be spoken although a smile on the face says a lot.
“You are handsome, Daddy, when you smile and laugh,” she continued as she kept smiling and stroking my cheek.
Yet she knew Daddy is sometimes like that only. It doesn’t feel good, I said to myself after a prolonged thought.
The situations are that – When I talk much I have this uneasy feeling inside me, which I can’t control, but not every time.
Looking at their moving lips as they speak triggered my sensitive eyes, then to the brain whose adverse effect I did not like very much. Well, let’s put it at that since these are simply the things I talked to my doctor.
“You say it best when you say nothing at all….” the song, which I like since my bachelor days seems to fit the bill well until this time.
Just one more thing, when I’m with a book in my hand, it is likely that I forgot to talk much. But I’d try to avoid that too since I knew myself to some extent, let me put it this way.
Talk to me If you LOVE me:
Many times I wish God would talk to me. I’m waiting for him. The situation I’m in and the route I had taken or been through is not the one I dreamed of. So, there are times I felt defeated in life, forsaken, or very hard to go on.
It becomes an arduous task to keep up with the momentum of life. In those moments, I wish the Lord to turn to me and talk to me, although I didn’t deserve it.
During those times I have found reflections from the Psalmist who often felt it that way:
How long, LORD? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me? How long must I wrestle with my thoughts and day after day have sorrow in my heart? How long will my enemy triumph over me?
Look on me and answer, LORD my God. Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death, and my enemy will say, “I have overcome him,” and my foes will rejoice when I fall. Psalms 13:1-4
His talking through the Word is always anticipated.
Remind me of Your love:
Just as my children wanted a word of my love, or in the least me talking with them, we often long for the Lord to talk to us. I understand if the first thing that comes to your mind is to read the Bible to hear the Lord talk.
We often did that, and it’s a good thing.
But reading and pondering the Word without the help of the spirit hardly nourishes the soul.
There are times a verse is sufficient to sustain our living through circumstances in life. So, we longed for the Lord to talk to us. It would be in vain without the lord speaking to us should we read or speak out the words. Our intellectual prowess will simply harm others.
Talk to me when I’m lost:
I’m just a human. My love is limited. I’m a limited being. But our God is beyond comparison. His word amid the wilderness – the hard patches of life, is enough to wet our eyes in joy. We might not declare our joy like, we might not have the platform. But the joyous time we spent with the Lord alone is beyond measure.
Hear my prayer, LORD; let my cry for help come to you. Do not hide your face from me when I am in distress. Turn your ear to me; when I call, answer me quickly. Psalms 102:1-2
The waiting period is grueling as we don’t know what lies ahead. But in his time the clouds will move away. The waiting period for his voice, for leading us to our next step, we have to wait, although the wait might be tormenting.
When we’re lost – all our hope seems not working. The light at the end of the tunnel is dimming from us. Then we want the lord to talk to us. And for sure he will often do it at His time.
Talking to Each Other:
My children and everyone at home wanted to have a good time at home. They wanted to know why I kept silent since the morning. They are anxious about my next word. I’m not angry nor was unhappy with them. But they want to hear from me. They want me to talk……
To create a good atmosphere in the house, we need to speak to each other. Just so you can imagine now, I tied very hard to suppress my often moody emotions, which some experts say is due to my health condition. But I wanted to overcome it in a good way.
Talking to each other is a good way to start and end our days.
I want Lord to talk to me in my mind when I needed him most, and he surely did. He survived me, as my child puts it!
Talk to Me:
Talk to me if you love me,
Say it out your love for me.
Why keep it inside of you?
Say you love me today
Don’t make it complicated
I know you love me
Even when I’m wrong.
You never left me alone
I’m staying with you
I might be unhappy
Yet I still love you.
Talk to me when I’m lost
I wanna talk to you too
whisper to me your love.
You know what’s inside me.
You know the core of me
You know what I need.
I wanna spend time with you,
Let’s walk together
Before I get to you
It will keep me going.
Talk to me my Lord
Tell me more of you
Your mysterious existence
Your wonderful plans
I know you love me first!
