Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Ever since I read Jennifer's blog about A Glimpse, I've been looking to see how God would use even an ordinary sighting to speak to my heart. I looked outside, I looked inside, I looked in my daughter's words, in my husband's touches. I started to get frustrated. I saw great things, but nothing that just sent my soul soaring.
And then, my daughter smiled at me.
I was overcome. It was the moment, the glimpse of God for which I had been waiting.
Abigayle smiles all the time, but it was the meaning behind the smile that spoke volumes. We were at the pool and she had wanted me to push her in a float she had borrowed from one of our baby friends. Abigayle, I said, Your are six years old. I am NOT going to push you in a baby float. Besides, we are going to leave -- I don't want to get wet again. Why don't you practice your swimming until it's time to go?
Back and forth, back and forth. Stroke, stroke, breathe. Stroke, stroke, breathe. While I watched her, though, I noticed she was having a bit of trouble stroking while breathing on the left side. I walked in the water. Watch me, Abby! For ten minutes, I modeled, she swam. I spoke to her as she perfected the stroke and discarded the poor form.
You did it! I exclaimed. You got it!
I held her close and wrapped her up in a hug. She smiled, but somehow, I just knew that it wasn't because she had achieved the goal of swimming properly.
She smiled because I was in the water, because I had stopped worrying about getting wet and the time on the clock, because I weighted teaching her over my own initial desires.
She smiled because she felt loved, because those ten minutes were all about her, and nothing else.
I wondered why this pieced my soul so.
I smile when you abandon yourself and seek Me, God said.
What started as just a glimpse is now an everlasting reminder of how much God wants me to jump in with Him with reckless abandon and abundant joy.
Posted by Jen Ferguson at Wednesday, August 04, 2010