(Look after page 24. The rest is an explanation.)
It is a story of a young girl who goes to Puerto Rico with her mother to see her dead father and her mother has to do political stuff.
But there is something I want to share, in the last paragraph:
Now I am on the balcony waiting for my mamá to come and get me, because I know that she will come for me. I think about her every day and what I remember most is that she had big brown eyes and that she was a woman who made men cry. Oh, and that she never lied to me; that is why I am here, on the balcony, with my knapsack, waiting for her. But it’s been more than a week, I know because I’ve learned how to measure time by now, and because my blue and white dresses don’t fit me anymore.
How much are we like that woman who left her child hanging on the balcony?
Writing this post, it makes me think. Look at Isaiah 1:4…
Ah, sinful nation, a people loaded with guilt, a brood of evildoers, children given to corruption! They have forsaken the LORD; they have spurned the Holy One of Israel and turned their backs on him.
Human nature is to run. Against eveything. I know I’ve ran against God many, MANY times. Sorry to spiritualize it, but… it’s true! It just comes me to mind that sometimes He waits for us, and we don’t hurry to come back. Because, He will never, EVER run against us. Even though we’re worthy to be wiped out, He didn’t do it. Because He loves us that much!!
Have you ever “dissapeared” against God? We’re ran enough to become tired, but God picks us by His grace. There is still time to run TO him, to face everything, to recieve us as His children. There is still time to join Him in His glory.