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Topic: Desire (01/17/05)
TITLE: Yearning to Bridge the Gap
By Cheri Hardaway
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The silence was deafening. Across the twenty-six-mile span of causeway, the drive stretched, interminably long. Sitting in the car next to me was a stranger.
Deeply yearning to understand, I mused silently, and my heart despaired, competing with my boggled mind for attention. Yesterday, this six-foot two-inch, 150 pound, bundle of incomprehensible young man was that five-pound five-ounce bundle of joy we brought home from the hospital. How could this have happened? I remembered days long since past, days when I prayed that little guy would give my ears a rest, so much he had to tell me; now this stranger sat in stony silence, nothing to say. When had things so changed between us? Why?
When it had happened, I could not say, but that it had happened, I could not deny. I was hard put to decide which was worse – the noise he called music blasting so loudly I could clearly hear it, even from the earphones glued to the boy’s head, or no earphones, the rebellious notes being belched from the speakers in the car. My nerves jangled, and I was reminded of the vow I had smugly made so many years ago while peering pretentiously across the gaping pit between my folks and me –“My kids and I won’t ever have this problem, this 'so-called' generation gap!” Now that gaping pit existed in the front seat of my own car! How had this happened? When had it happened?
“Oh, Lord,” I silently begged, “I so want to fill in this hole and bridge this gap,” just as the causeway bridged the water over which I was driving. “I desire to reconnect with that stranger; I want again that closeness that we used to share. I need a miracle, and You are a Miracle Worker!”
Finished praying, I knew this was all that could be done for the moment. The story wouldn’t end here, however, I reassured myself confidently, as I marshaled my faith in God, Who watches over His word to perform it (Jeremiah 1:12 NKJV). My husband and I had trained this young man in the way he should go, and he would not depart from it forever (Proverbs 22:6 NKJV). God promised. We believed. One day soon, we would see the proof of His promises!
Sometimes silence can be comfortable, sometimes not. Where the tension of unspoken thoughts and arguments yet to be won had hung thick and palpable in the air, there now resided the presence of hope! Where the silence had deafened me, God now whispered to me of His love and faithfulness!
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