I learn so much from children. Through the eyes of a child I often regain my perspective on life. Recently, I was on a trip and had the opportunity to spend time playing with an adorable 2yo little boy. In every way he is just like every other 2yo boy. He was drawn to every mud puddle in a one mile radius. He had more fun with a cardboard box than he did with the toy that came out of it. His mind was always going, looking for the next great adventure.
One sunny afternoon, we were playing out in the backyard, and he began dragging out several different toys. In a matter of minutes we were equipped with two baseball bats, a mostly flat soccer ball, and a hula hoop. Little did I know that I was about to be rolling with laughter as we played his newly invented game. It went something like this: each person takes turns hitting the soccer ball with the baseball bat using the swing of a golf club. The goal is to get the ball inside of the hula hoop. Easy… right? Uhm, not so much. The best part of this game was the fact that this dear little boy could not figure out why I was not better at his sport. In his mind I should have been the star player. (After all I was the “big person” playing with him) The reality was that each time I hit the soccer ball, I was met with a resounding thump, and the ball managed to move only a few inches. (Have you ever tried to make a flat soccer ball move? It isn’t easy.) In short order, he was giggling hysterically, which only made me laugh harder, to the point that tears were running down my cheeks. What a lovely afternoon it was!
I often think about this life that we live. The things that we are “supposed” to be doing. The places that we are “supposed” to be going. We are even very aware of many of the gifts that God has given us, and we do our best to put those to use for His glory. Lately though, I have been struck by how much I can limit God with the gifts He has given me. I look at this “heap” of seemingly tired and worn out “equipment” and I wonder if there is anything left for God to do. Can He still use me? Or, have a given all I have to give?
1 Corinthians 2:9 says, “But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.” (KJV)
I am challenged by this. I want to strive for the things that God has prepared for me. I want to trust that all of this “stuff” that I have to lay before Him in offering, is about something bigger than I. I want to move forward loving my Heavenly Father, knowing that what my eye has not seen, and what my ear has not heard is worth it all.
And, OH, to be in that moment, when I am so filled with the joy of the Lord that tears are streaming down my cheeks.