I was stressing today about a doctor's appointment today b/c I had to take my kids. This office is known for having typically loooong wait times, and my kids aren't known for being the quietest and calmest in public - or anywhere else for that matter! Anyway, armed with Lego magazines and mp3 players, we arrived and sat down. An older (75 year old or so) man starts playing his harmonica and looking at my kids. Jacob says, "Mom, that older man is looking at me funny." The man finally just spoke up and started asking them what he should play next, and for the next 25 minutes, they played name that tune and he took requests in the waiting room! Mattie just can't help but dance, so she was quickly up cuttin' a rug to his tunes. He asked her to marry him. :) So as frustrated as I get with their complete lack of inhibition, and therefore noise and activity level in public, today I was very thankful as it manifested itself in friendliness to this lonely old man. I think all four of us walked away blessed today, as were several others in the room.
Quite frankly, I desperately needed this. I have been feeling like I'm
stuck in the middle of a spiritual desert in a way I've never
experienced before. I'm feeling like a fraud as I sing praise songs in
front of my church and as I read the Jesse Tree devotions with my kids
and teach Sunday School. I have confessed it all to God, begged Him to
change my heart, help me see more of Him, help me reconcile the Old Testament Him
with the New Testament Him, etc. This morning I asked Him just to fill my heart
with love for Him. And immediately after this encounter I caught myself
thinking, "Thank you, Jesus, for that sweetness." I like thinking that way! It just seems to have eluded me as I'm hung up on some OT things. I'm very thankful for that small oasis in the midst of my recent emptiness.