"I just want to hear your voice"

One day last week my daughter sent me a text. "Do you have five minutes to talk? I just want to hear your voice."

There was only one response to that request. "Absolutely!"

What a gift. My daughter wants to connect! This simple request and admission touches that tender place deep in my soul, that place of rooted love. (By the way, in case any of my other kids reads this: "I have the same excited response to texts from you, my dears. No partiality. Honest!")

Anyway, five minutes turned into an hour-long call. During that hour I experienced a deepening of relationship, especially as we wound our way through the quotidian to the more intimate. I listened to wonders and worries, joys and anxieties. We laughed with each other. We listened to each other. The invitation had opened the door to conversation and sharing.

I wonder if God sometimes tries to get my attention. "I want to hear your voice."