My fourth grader called me from school the other day.

When I answered, he said, “Hi, Mom. This is Cade from Ms. VanderWall’s class.”
I laughed and thought, “Oh, that Cade.” 
There isn’t really another Cade who calls me when he’s forgotten something for school. He’s my boy, and I love it that he calls me–nobody else–when he needs something.
If God is our Father, we need not explain who we are when we call out to him for help. He knows the sound of our voice, along with ever other detail about us. He also knows what we’re calling about before we even speak of it.

And he isn’t bothered by our needs. In fact, he loves to be the one we call.

I will call upon you, for you will answer me, O God;
incline your ear to me; hear my words.
Psalm 17:6

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