The Sun Follows Me

Mae and I often have discussions on how it appears that the sun or moon follow us while we're driving in the van. She insists that it actually does follow her and I try to explain that I used to think so too...when I was little. I'm sure if Jon was in the car with us during one of these conversations he would have an eloquent metaphysical response to explain why it appears that the sun or moon follows you while you're moving in a car. I remember enough about the fifth grade model of the solar system (where one student stands still in the center with a yellow beach ball to represent the sun and the rest of the class moves around that person with various types and sizes of spherical objects) to know that the sun doesn't actually move. It's just an illusion that the sun follows you. I try to explain this to Mae. She is insistent, stubborn and confident about her observation. "No, Mommy, I SEE the sun and it IS following ME!" I decided to give in and let her believe, for this moment, that the sun is indeed following our Honda Odyssey on the way to Chickfila. I said, "It must be because you're so bright, happy and special that the sun follows you!" The van became quiet for the moment as Mae sat smiling victoriously in her carseat and I thought about how happy I am that the Son follows me. I feel Him following me, I SEE Him following me. Even though there is a whole earth for him to shed light upon, He chose me and loves me. He is concerned about the smallest details in my life and I forget sometimes that He's not solely mine because He makes our relationship so personal. I am thankful that the Son thought me special enough to die for on the cross and to still love me no matter how many times I fail. Does the Son follow you too?

Disclaimer:
I know it is usually stated that we follow the Son, but sometimes it feels like He's right beside me and He's there to catch me when I fall. I do not lead in my relationship with Christ, but the personal relationship I have with Him leads me to feel that He is with me all the time...sort of like following me.