Wrapping Up the 2024–25 High School Season in Style
The curtain has closed on another electric year of high school athletics, and the 2024–25 season went out with
It was late one night, and a husband was just getting home tired from work. Only one problem — his house keys were sitting on his office desk miles away.
He got home and saw his wife, peaceful, asleep on the couch inside. The porch light was on. Everything looked calm… but the door was locked. He rang the bell. No answer. He knocked. Still silence. He pulled the screen door and slammed it hard against the frame. Nothing.
Now anxiety began to rise. He glanced into the yard, found a stick, crawled under that old house — one of those homes built high on stilts. He tapped, then banged, right beneath the spot where the sofa sat. Still no movement. Still no sign of life.
Fear gripped him now. He ran across the street, woke up the neighbors.
“Something’s wrong,” he said. “She won’t wake up.” They let him use their phone.
He dialed home. Let it ring twenty-two times. No answer.
Now even the neighbors were afraid. They threw on their robes, came back with him, rushing across the street—expecting the worst. But as they reached the door, something changed. She jumped up from the couch. Ran up the stairs. Came back down startled, confused.
“Honey!” she cried. “How long have you been out there?” He looked at her, heart pounding, eyes wide, and said, “I rang the bell — you didn’t answer. I knocked — you didn’t hear me. I slammed the screen door, banged under the house, called the phone — twenty-two times! And you still didn’t move.”
She looked at him, sincerely, and said, “Baby… I’m sorry. I didn’t hear any of it.” Then he asked her, “Then what woke you up just now?” She paused… and said, “I heard my baby cry.”
That moment hit like thunder. She hadn’t heard knocking. She hadn’t heard the doorbell. She hadn’t heard the phone. But the moment her child cried out — she rose.
Because a mother’s ear is tuned to the cry of her child. A mother can sleep through noise, but she cannot sleep through need. She can ignore chaos, but she cannot ignore a cry.
Now hear this — if an earthly mother can love like that…How much more will your Heavenly Father rise at the sound of your cry? You may think Heaven is silent. You may think God is sleeping through your suffering, your knocking, your praying. But the moment your heart breaks and your soul cries out — God hears. God rises. God runs.
The Word says in Psalm 34:17, “The righteous cry out, and the Lord hears them; He delivers them from all their troubles.” So, keep crying out. Not because He forgot you — But because He’s waiting for the sound that matters most: The cry of His child. And when He hears it, He’ll move Heaven and Earth to get to you. Because He’s not just God Almighty… He’s your Father.