Our mouths were filled with laughter, our tongues with songs of joy. Then it was said among the nations, “The Lord has done great things for them.” ~Psalm 126:2 (NIV)
I asked my husband to write the blog this week, since I didn’t have any profound thoughts. He grimaced and said, “Why don’t you just write a funny story.”
When my oldest-son was two- or three-years-old, my husband showed him one of his goose call-ing-thing-a-ma-bobs*. After several detailed demonstrations and explanations on how to correctly blow into the goose call, my husband handed the call to our son. My son put the contraption to his lips and yelled, “Goose! Goose! Goose!” Then he turned and beamed at my husband, so proud of himself. And my husband was pretty proud too (and trying really hard not to laugh out loud).
Our children love so easily, and want so much to please us- even to be like us. What a gift they are!
God bless you and protect you. God fill your heart with peace, and your days with laughter and joy. In Jesus Name, Amen!
*I want to say “goose call” but that doesn’t seem right… but what else would they be called? You know, those loud noise makers that hunters use to call geese in?? Are they really just called a goose call? … I need to find my husband again.
The Lord replied, “My Presence will go with you, and I will give you rest.” ~Exodus 33:14
I grew up loving princess stories. Now I have a daughter who loves princess stories, so it got me thinking. What do I love about these stories? Why do I still like them so much?*
First I looked at my daughter. What does she like about these stories? I’m pretty sure she likes the dresses. My little girl is all about pink, glitter, bows, and big skirts. However, pink and frilly aren’t really my kinda thing. So why do I still like a good princess story? Do I like the girl who can overcome adversity? No, sadly I realized I like the happily ever after love story.
Why is it sad to like the happily ever after love story? Because those stories always end at the beginning of the marriage. Which, as we all know, is not happily ever after. Don’t get me wrong! I love my husband! I think he is smart, hardworking, amazing, and really really cute. But after ten years of marriage, I feel like we finally starting to figure out what we are doing- what marriage really is. Something those princess stories never told us was that marriage requires work. Work to understand each other, and work to grow together as well as individually.
But I continued to ponder my love of the princess stories, and a word popped into my mind. Pursued. I think I love the idea of being pursued. That someone would think so highly of me, they would chase after me. A prince so in love with who I am,** that he would come after me- again and again if he had to, no mater the cost. And of course, I realized there is only one Prince who gave his all for me. Who died for me, who lovingly and kindly pursues me- no mater what I do or where I am. Of course, Jesus is so gentle in his pursuit, that maybe we sometimes miss it. But we have a God who has relentlessly pursued his people.
And the flip side is, that we are to pursue God. We are to chase after His Good Things and to love him, choose him. I suppose that a good princess, when finding her True Prince, would do almost anything to be with Him. If we are loved so completely and unconditionally, how should we react?
God bless you to be filled with His Love. To know that His unconditional love is surrounding you, and that no mater where you are or what you do- He will always love you, and always come after you. In Jesus Name, Amen
*I still like most princess stories, but I have some beef with The Little Mermaid. Watching the Disney version as an adult, I feel like she was very self centered, only thinking about what she wanted (yes her dad was a bit bossy… but he’s her dad, and he had his reasons). And if you read the older versions of the Little Mermaid, they are terribly sad. NOT my idea of a fairy tail.
**Let me stress the “in love with who I am,” and not in love with how I look.***
***But let me also add that pink, glitter, bows, and big skirts are great too.
Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. ~Philippians 4:8
Recently, my eldest son had a really, great day. He went fishing with lots of snacks and treats- just him, his daddy, and his uncle. Then when he got home, he lead exploratory expeditions outdoors, and (again) his daddy and his uncle played along. They did whatever he asked. It was such a great day for him.
Then Uncle left. We told my eldest son the plans for the rest of the evening. They did not line up with the plans he had made in his head. So he became a little miffed. We took a family walk (or in my son’s case, a forced march) down to the beach. He walked in front of us, scowling and a bit grumpy, and determined to show us how unhappy he was. My husband commented on how our son had just had the best day ever, but now…? And we followed him, all the way to the beach. And I was smiling a bit, because I love that boy. And I almost remember the feelings that a seven-year-old has. Almost.
But I was thinking- that’s me. I’m the scowling slightly grumpy kid. I’m the one who quickly forgets all of the gifts of the day, and focuses on the negative. And then I realized, that just like my little boy, I have a Father who is right behind me, smiling and loving me. Even when I am a grump! And I knew that once we got to the beach, the scowl would disappear. Which is like my Heavenly Father knowing what good things are coming for me.
So I guess it was just a good reminder. Not to focus on the negative, but to remember the gifts of each day. And that God is always with me, loving me and watching over me.
Lord, thank you for your unconditional love. Bless us to recognize the gifts that are all around us, and to focus on the good. In Jesus Name, Amen.