Phoning Home

As soon as I discovered that movies are only $4 up here, I quickly began taking advantage of the summer box office.  A few days ago, I went to see The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel.  Since it was a matinee and about a retirement home, I was definitely the only person below the age of 70 in the theater, but I didn’t mind!

The movie was by no means the best of the summer, but it was a fun, mindless escape into beautiful India with a few witty Brits.  There was one scene, in particular, that really resonated with me.

A few weeks into the trip, which turns out to be nothing like anyone expected, Judi Dench’s character, a recent widow, sneaks away to find a phone to call her son.  The minute she hears his voice on the other end, tears are quick to fill her eyes and she gets choked up.

I cried in the theater as I found myself completely relating to he character.  I thought about several times as a teenager when I would travel internationally on missions trips and no matter how good, or horribly the trip was going, the minute I called home and heard my parents’ voices, I would inevitably tear up.

Thousands of miles away, hearing their voices and what they were up to made my heart ache to be home with them–I would even get jealous of the typical activities–trips to the grocery store, swim practice, family dinners, or even just sitting home watching the latest reality TV competition.  But more than wanting to be home on the couch watching TV and eating popcorn with them, hearing their voices provided a sense of safety and consistency that I so badly needed as I was in the midst of a completely strange and unfamiliar situation.

I left the movie thinking about how much comfort hearing my parent’s voices had provided me through the years and how grateful I was for their stable support.

At twenty-eight, I try to tell myself I’m too old to call home crying, and I’m still only about three weeks into my new world way up north.  But as I continued my drive home, I found myself so grateful that no matter where we are, or what new season we’re entering into be it a physical location, a new job situation, a new marriage, even a new baby–God is just a call away.

When we’re scared, alone, or just a little unsure of the recent changes, He’s there; whispering words of strength and comfort; and bringing us the consistency we’re desperate for amidst new transitions, and promising to lead and guide our way.

Yes, this is one of the most quoted verses here on Long to Love, but it’s a verse I never grow tired of hearing.  I just can’t get enough!

will lead the blind by ways they have not known, along unfamiliar paths Iwill guide them; will turn the darkness into light before them and make the rough places smooth. These are the things will do; will not forsake them.”
Isaiah 42:16