The Priority Of Proximity

I've noticed something recently: Lex loves Meg and me.

Ha... He's our son, so that is to be assumed; right?

However, I've come to realize that it is not simply because we are his parents. There exists something more than just a familial connection of which he has no true cognitive sense. He connects with us on a deeper level... and I think there is a reason.

When either Meg or I walk into the room he lights up. Whether it be to pick him up first thing in the morning, to change his diaper, to feed him, to spend some time playing with him, to sing with him or simply to hold him in our arms, his little eyes dance with joy when he sees us.

Now, truth be told, he is a happy baby boy, and he smiles a lot.
With his mom and dad, though, Lex is filled with a different kind of joy.

I think it is because of the proximity of our relationship. Simply put, we're with him more than anyone else. We are always there. When there is need, hurt, loneliness, etc., he sees us first.
He associates us with peace. He equates us to fulfillment.

We prioritize our proximity with him. Lex loves to spend time with us. He wants to draw close to us; and as he does, we draw close to him.

Isn't that how we should be with God?
Shouldn't we prioritize proximity with Him?

I can't help but think that if Lex were, tragically, taken out of our home, his little mind would, over time, undoubtedly "love" the person who was closest to him and he would forget us.

It's sad, but true. The very idea breaks my heart.

We would always long to be near our child, but he will fill himself with another love to whom he is in closer proximity.

I wonder if that is what happens in our relationships with the Lord at times. When we prioritize other things, are we pulling those "loves" in closer proximity than God? On a visceral level, have we replaced our first love? I wonder if that breaks the Father's heart?