Every morning I take my (almost) 2 year old to his grandfather's ("Ho-Ho") house where he goes for childcare (have I expressed how blessed we are to get to do this?). We have about a 15 minute drive and during this time we usually sing songs and talk to Jesus. Of course, my son is very young but one of our desires is to show him that God isn't this far away being that has nothing to do with us but that we can have a personal relationship with him and that he loves us very much. With us, having a relationship means talking like normal people do to each other.
This morning as we're driving to Ho-ho's, I said "do you want to talk to Jesus?" to which he replied "yeah" (don't be impressed, he'd tell you he likes to eat elephant poop if you frame it correctly). So we start talking with a "Hey God, hope you are well today." I then went through a few things I was thankful for, prayed for our friend with leukemia, and asked him what he was thankful for, to which he emphatically replied "BLUE!" I laughed out loud. But then I stopped and thought about his answer. My son, my amazing little boy, is thankful for the color blue. So many times I am overwhelmed with things going on with life...especially right now. Work is crazy, our adoption feels like it's stagnant, I'm getting ready to travel, going out of town this weekend for a wedding, life is just happening.
And yet, in the midst of it all, my son reminded me of why Jesus loved the little children so much. Why he chose to be around them any chance he got. He knew that those little children had a perspective on life that we adults forget quite often. What if we didn't have the color blue? What if we didn't have any colors at all? What would my world look like without it? My son's beautiful eyes, the sky on a sunny day, my favorite color in the world...everything would be different. So thank you, Jack, for reminding me that no matter what's going on and how crazy things may seem, I can always find something to be thankful for. Today, it's the color blue.
This morning as we're driving to Ho-ho's, I said "do you want to talk to Jesus?" to which he replied "yeah" (don't be impressed, he'd tell you he likes to eat elephant poop if you frame it correctly). So we start talking with a "Hey God, hope you are well today." I then went through a few things I was thankful for, prayed for our friend with leukemia, and asked him what he was thankful for, to which he emphatically replied "BLUE!" I laughed out loud. But then I stopped and thought about his answer. My son, my amazing little boy, is thankful for the color blue. So many times I am overwhelmed with things going on with life...especially right now. Work is crazy, our adoption feels like it's stagnant, I'm getting ready to travel, going out of town this weekend for a wedding, life is just happening.
And yet, in the midst of it all, my son reminded me of why Jesus loved the little children so much. Why he chose to be around them any chance he got. He knew that those little children had a perspective on life that we adults forget quite often. What if we didn't have the color blue? What if we didn't have any colors at all? What would my world look like without it? My son's beautiful eyes, the sky on a sunny day, my favorite color in the world...everything would be different. So thank you, Jack, for reminding me that no matter what's going on and how crazy things may seem, I can always find something to be thankful for. Today, it's the color blue.
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