Sorry this is a little late getting up! Here’s a recap of last week’s posts:
June 9, Listen
If we don’t work on listening, we will become a generation that nobody will come to for help.
June 10, Pride
Those who wear God’s love don’t think of themselves – not because they’re not worth thinking about, but because God has filled them with His love and they have no need to feel insecure.
June 11, Gift
A reflection on my nephew Haden, on his 3rd birthday
June 12, Diligence
If we put as much work into seeking God as we do other, less important things, what would happen?
June 13, Aesthetic
Sometimes music is the mechanism we use to tune into the Holy Spirit. But sometimes the music itself is the Holy Spirit encounter.
June 14, Favor
…we should never be ungrateful for the doors He opens or doesn’t open, as He knows us far better than we know ourselves!
We’re halfway kids! Happy Sunday and tune in tomorrow!
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. James 1:17
This is my nephew, Haden. Today is his 3rd birthday!! Haden is at that age where everything is exciting and there are no inhibitions. He’s goofy and he knows when he’s making people laugh, so he will become even goofier. He’s not self-conscious yet. He gets shy or nervous, but when he’s with people he feels safe around, he is a little monkey.
He’s already becoming his own little person. He has phrases he uses and faces he makes that are all his own. My favorite is his happy dance. He runs in place and turns in a circle and raises his pointer fingers up jitterbug style and says “oh yeah! oh yeah!” with a giant smile on his face and his eyes closed. It’s quite possibly the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.
Don’t you wish we could keep that childlike disposition? Not worry about what we look like or sound like. For the most part (there are tantrums, of course) Haden’s life is joy and adventure. What a gift he is.
p.s. his favorite game with me is the “sleeping game” that I made up in .3 seconds one day; in which I pretend to be sleeping and he “wakes me up” with a raspberry on my arm, or my foot, or my eye! Oy. 🙂