We start teaching those words to babies at a very small age. As most parents begin to do, when E was just a brand new baby, we started saying, "Uh-Oh!" about all sorts of things.
When we dropped something, when we spilled something, forgot about something, etc.
Now she knows exactly when to say it. Oh and when she does, I go running. I want to run the opposite direction out of fear of what I will find, but I know it's usually something that needs immediate attention.
It doesn't matter what I am in the middle of - and it doesn't matter how soft or loud she says it.
Sometimes I feel that she could whisper it, "uh oh!" and it travels down the hall and through the air to my ears in mommy-speed.
This happened this morning and as I was thinking about how much I dread hearing those two words, the thought crossed my mind...
This can really be compared to how our Heavenly Father feels when we are caught in an "Uh-Oh!" moment. He doesn't dread hearing those words like we do. He longs for us to say them. "Uh-Oh!" usually means that Emma is in a mess of some sorts...something is broken, she got dirty, she fell, etc. and that sound automatically gets my attention and brings me running to help.
How many "Uh-Oh!" situations do we find ourselves in - usually our fault - and instead of calling for His help, we drown in our own sorrow or we try to fix things by ourself? Big mistake!
If E tries to fix her own mess, (while I appreciate her trying) she will most assuredly make a bigger mess than there was to begin with OR she prolongs it...when mommy may have known what to do to get her out of it.
He sees the BIG picture; He created you; "He's got the whole world in His hands!" so I think He knows how to help.
Call Him. It can be a whisper and I promise He WILL hear and He WILL come running! From your mouth to God's ears.