I flung open my front door last week and saw my two year old grandson dancing around on the doorstep. Clearly he was very excited that he was going to spend some time at Grandma's house. His big smile grew even broader when I opened the door and let him in. He gave me a big hug and danced around a bit more, making it a tad bit challenging for his mom to take off his coat and boots but at last he was free.
Isaac did not stand timidly in the hallway nor did he wait for an invitation to come in. He boldly marched downstairs to "The Toy Room" like he owned the place. Why? Because this was his grandma's house and he knew he was welcome here.
He has learned, during his many visits, that while he is welcome at Grandma's house, there are still rules that he must follow. There are things he can play with and things that are hands-off. There are places he can go but there are also a few places that are off-limits, at least for now. He may stand next to the fireplace but he may not climb up onto the hearth. He can stand next to the coffee table or sit beside it but he may not stand on it. He may pet the cat but he may not pull the cat's tail or else...! He is learning that he does not like the "or else" very much.
Isaac loves to come to Grandma's house. While he likes to pet her kitty, play with toys, be read to, play her piano, watch movies, etc that is not the main reason he loves to come. He loves to come because he gets to spend time with Grandma and sometimes, if he is not at work, Grandpa is there too!
Do we love to spend time with our Heavenly Father?