I had another moment last night...I've written about these moments a couple of times on my blog. I'm finding that when I stop and truly enjoy what God has given to me I am led to worship and thankfulness for His goodness and amazing blessings in my life. Last night was such a moment. It was one of those times when I could have just moved right on with the busyness of my evening, but for once I stayed my mind and didn't allow it to wander while I focused on the beauty of the moment.
Some of you may think this is ridiculous...and quite insignificant. But, nevertheless, I write on. It was one of those rare evenings when the house was clean and dinner was on (in time, I might add). Levi was eating in his high chair and Culley was playing in the living room. I looked out of our bay window and was overwhelmed with a familiar feeling. Outside it was cold...rainy...chill-to-the-bone windy. But for a moment my home was warm, calm, and relaxed as it "should" be. I thought to myself, "if Brian walks through the door and feels at home, I've done my job well today."
It was then that it hit me...I want Brian (and my children) to feel the same way I felt when I walked through the door of my home growing up. I remember the cold winter nights after basketball practice. Often I would get home after 7:30 and it would be dark and cold. I would run from my car to the door...and it never failed...when I opened the door I was welcomed home to a warm, calm, and relaxed place that I loved to be. Problems didn't disappear, but they weren't quite as big inside those walls. Chaos existed, but my home was usually a beautiful place to be where I could ask questions, be nurtured, instructed and simply find rest from the world.
So, what is the moment? That reminder led me to worship a God who blessed me with parents like that. I know not every teenager or child has a place they can call "home." I know not every wife or husband has a place to call "home." But I am so incredibly blessed to have that memory and as much as is in my power I will give Brian, Culley and Levi that same memory...a place where they feel safe, and loved, and always at home. I can't promise there won't be chaos...but all Kansans know there is a calm in the middle of the storm...as long as God is our anchor.
Look for those moments God has just for you and let them lead you to worship!
Thursday, October 20, 2011
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"Let us live until we drop, but let us never lower the standard."
---Ponnammal from A Chance to Die