Tonight was a very interesting night, one that I hope doesn't leave my memory. God has reminded me that children are such a precious gift. Each child is different. They are creative in their own ways, communicate in their own ways, talented in their own ways, show love and affection in their own ways, and have unique needs. I also continue to notice that children are drawn to me like a magnet to a refrigerator door. There are two children in particular that I absolutely adore and cherish. They brighten up my day (or night) by simply seeing them. For being four and two years old they are both very bright and very ... very funny!
The local home school group put on a Thanksgiving feast and talent show tonight. My mentor or disciple leader or personal Yoda or whatever you would like to call her invited me to tag along with her and the fam. Two of her children were performing as well as other children from the church. Her two daughters and a friend from church sang a song written by the eldest of the two daughters. The song, you might be wondering is titled "Me and My Bunnies." It is hilarious! (If you would like to view the hilarity please click here ... I highly recommend watching). Earlier in the show one of the classes performed. It was the Hands Praise Class (could have butcherd the name, if so I apologize), this class teaches children sign language to praise songs. One of the little boys in the class is autistic. He is in the Sunday school class I help with and so I am particularly biased to things that he does. As I sat and watched him go through this song I cried. No idea why, but I did. Like a big baby I cried as I watched him with the biggest smile do the motions to a song praising Christ our King.
Watching him and thinking back to him with that big ole' smile makes me think of the verse encouraging us to have the faith of a child. There is nothing like watching an autistic child who trusts his parents fully and locks eyes with his mother the entire time he is on stage. He grinned from ear to ear, more so than anyone I have ever seen. He watched her wanting to make sure he was doing what she was reminding him to do. He didn't want to lose sight of what she was showing him, he was trying to mimic her exact motions. That is child-like faith, trusting everything your Father shows you and wanting to mimic everything He does. Just like this little boy and his mother, she knew that he would not be able to get everything 100% correct but he gave it all he had and he smiled the entire time. God, our Father, has a purpose for us and gives us instruction. He made us, therefore He knows we are going to screw up. He does not expect us to do things 100% accurate, He loves us and wants us to trust Him. He wants us to have faith like a child trusting his mother to provide instruction. He wants us to be happy where He has us. He loves us enough to provide instruction and to give us grace when we fail. I will be the first to admit I am a failure, but I am a failure for Jesus. At the end of the day I can say, "at least I tried." Even if I fail, I can look back and ask myself if I have done all things for the glory of God. If I failed but did it trying to glorify God, I am going to go out on a limb here and say that He was glorified. This little boy was giving all he had trusting his mother and reminded me just how much I need to follow his example. I want to be so reliant upon God that I am looking only to Him for instruction, not caring if I get everything right but just trying to do what He wants with a big silly grin on my face.
He made me cry, but not in a bad way. He made me cry in a way that makes me thank God. This little boy is "near and dear to my heart," as we say here in the South. One of his favorite things to shout during Sunday school for an answer (to any question really) is "obey God!" He says it with such gusto and excitement I can't help but smile when he says it, he is such a Jesus lover! He shows such unique childlike faith. Usually when you see kids who trust their parents it is encouraging but when I watch him I see who I want to be as a child of the King. So I thank God for little Zeke and his trusting heart. It makes me want to get down on my knees and beg God to someday make me a parent that is worth trusting and worth looking up to in Him. I want to be so focused on the Lord that when my children lean on me and look to me and follow me they are leaning on, looking to, and following Christ ... not me. Zeke makes me want to be a better parent to children I don't even have. I truly thank God for Zeke and his ability as 1st/2nd grader to push others to Christ. His family is truly blessed with such a great example of childlike faith.
Friday, November 11, 2011
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Rainy Season
Some people find rain dreary, annoying, or depressing. Others think of the rain as a chance to go play in it, curl up and read a good book, or lounge around watching a movie. Regardless of what you think or do, the rain still falls.
Rain is one of my favorite weather patterns. It is always different but always has the same purpose. It rains to sustain life systems all around us (including us). Without rain we would have no plants. Without plants our animals die. If our plants and animals die, we die. See, doesn't rain seem so much better now?! Seriously though, God has shown me so much through the rain.
Things I have learned through the rain:
1. God loves His creation.
God has a reason for us being here. If He did not want us here He would take us out. Thus no more need for rain. He allows it to continue raining so we can continue living. He loves us enough to send the rain.
2. God is faithful.
Being in the south it gets super hot during the summer. That heat really doesn't bother me, not sure why God made me where I can endure heat but He did and I thoroughly enjoy not being miserable during the summer. One summer a friend and I were working at Discovery Cove in Orlando with a Christian summer project. It was super humid and hot and well ... we thought we might stroke out when we took the garbage to the back lot. So we sat down for a little rest. We both agreed we wished it would rain. So one of us suggested we pray. We looked at each other, bowed our heads and closed our eyes. Before I could even utter "Father, please..." it started pouring rain. God is faithful. He knows what His children want and need before we ever ask. He just wants us to ask. When we did it poured.
3. God loves the lost and wants to show Himself to them.
A friend of mine, who a few of us had been sharing with, was on her way to work with a relative. It started raining outside on her way to work. She told the relative in the passenger seat that she was going to pray for God to stop the rain long enough for them to go inside. She prayed. When they arrived at their office building it stopped raining. After they walked inside the rain started up again. God graciously answered my friends prayer and showed her that He has her best interest at heart.
4. God cries with us.
(Now this is not necessarily a biblical truth so do not quote me on this as anything more than my personal opinion.) To me it seems as if every funeral I am at or every time someone I know passes away it rains. It is almost as if God is crying with me and mourning with me. That very rain also comforts me and reminds me that God loves me and that He is faithful and that He loves the lost. He weeps over lost souls. He rejoices over the angels He gains when true followers pass on to be with Him. Yet, though He rejoices He knows we here on earth do not fully grasp the passing on to eternal life. In my experience (which is completely different than everyone elses .. I completely get that) He makes it rain. He comforts me through the rain and reminds me He is alive and real.
There have been many times when I have been driving and have begun praying and as I pray it rains. The longer I pray the more it rains. When I stop praying, it stops raining. There have been times I have prayed for rain and the rain has fallen. In the past year I have prayed in the rain, prayed for the rain, and happily walked through the rain with no umbrella. This has probably been the rainiest season of my life in all the best ways. Yet, as I write this and stop to think about my own experience with rain I wonder if it is raining for others in a completely different light. God shows His children things in different ways. Mine happen to come in the form of "rain drops fallin' on my head..." (yes, that song is now stuck in your head).
One of the most amazing things about rain is that it can be a perfectly cloudless sky and rain can be pouring down. Sometimes we do not see the rain coming. Rain makes things grow. If you are a child of God, He wants you to grow so He will give you many rainy seasons, not because rain is a punishment but because He loves you and cares for your holiness. When we go through hardships and trials we are stripped bare and refined. He sets us on fire to see what remains. He makes us holy, as He is holy. Rain is a good thing, a very very good thing.
Rain is one of my favorite weather patterns. It is always different but always has the same purpose. It rains to sustain life systems all around us (including us). Without rain we would have no plants. Without plants our animals die. If our plants and animals die, we die. See, doesn't rain seem so much better now?! Seriously though, God has shown me so much through the rain.
Things I have learned through the rain:
1. God loves His creation.
God has a reason for us being here. If He did not want us here He would take us out. Thus no more need for rain. He allows it to continue raining so we can continue living. He loves us enough to send the rain.
2. God is faithful.
Being in the south it gets super hot during the summer. That heat really doesn't bother me, not sure why God made me where I can endure heat but He did and I thoroughly enjoy not being miserable during the summer. One summer a friend and I were working at Discovery Cove in Orlando with a Christian summer project. It was super humid and hot and well ... we thought we might stroke out when we took the garbage to the back lot. So we sat down for a little rest. We both agreed we wished it would rain. So one of us suggested we pray. We looked at each other, bowed our heads and closed our eyes. Before I could even utter "Father, please..." it started pouring rain. God is faithful. He knows what His children want and need before we ever ask. He just wants us to ask. When we did it poured.
3. God loves the lost and wants to show Himself to them.
A friend of mine, who a few of us had been sharing with, was on her way to work with a relative. It started raining outside on her way to work. She told the relative in the passenger seat that she was going to pray for God to stop the rain long enough for them to go inside. She prayed. When they arrived at their office building it stopped raining. After they walked inside the rain started up again. God graciously answered my friends prayer and showed her that He has her best interest at heart.
4. God cries with us.
(Now this is not necessarily a biblical truth so do not quote me on this as anything more than my personal opinion.) To me it seems as if every funeral I am at or every time someone I know passes away it rains. It is almost as if God is crying with me and mourning with me. That very rain also comforts me and reminds me that God loves me and that He is faithful and that He loves the lost. He weeps over lost souls. He rejoices over the angels He gains when true followers pass on to be with Him. Yet, though He rejoices He knows we here on earth do not fully grasp the passing on to eternal life. In my experience (which is completely different than everyone elses .. I completely get that) He makes it rain. He comforts me through the rain and reminds me He is alive and real.
There have been many times when I have been driving and have begun praying and as I pray it rains. The longer I pray the more it rains. When I stop praying, it stops raining. There have been times I have prayed for rain and the rain has fallen. In the past year I have prayed in the rain, prayed for the rain, and happily walked through the rain with no umbrella. This has probably been the rainiest season of my life in all the best ways. Yet, as I write this and stop to think about my own experience with rain I wonder if it is raining for others in a completely different light. God shows His children things in different ways. Mine happen to come in the form of "rain drops fallin' on my head..." (yes, that song is now stuck in your head).
One of the most amazing things about rain is that it can be a perfectly cloudless sky and rain can be pouring down. Sometimes we do not see the rain coming. Rain makes things grow. If you are a child of God, He wants you to grow so He will give you many rainy seasons, not because rain is a punishment but because He loves you and cares for your holiness. When we go through hardships and trials we are stripped bare and refined. He sets us on fire to see what remains. He makes us holy, as He is holy. Rain is a good thing, a very very good thing.
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