Wednesday, November 11, 2009

It's that hand again!

The moment when an infant discovers his hand is such an adorable thing. They are just laying there looking at whatever their mom has strung up over them to play with and all of a sudden...out of nowhere...there goes that hand again! They make every possible effort with those jerky little muscles of theirs to see it again. And...there it is! This time they stop and stare at the balled up little fist as if it's the most foreign of objects. But somehow, it's always there. They turn it in different directions, with lips pursed and serious eyebrows in deep concentration until, in a moment, they lose control of the fist, it leaves their line of sight, and the mysterious object is again forgotten.

I was watching Graham and his little fist tonight and was reminded about the day that Jackson discovered his first flower. It was one of those long purple flowers that grows in monkey grass and he was old enough to sit up, but not old enough to crawl. I'll never forget the spark that lit up his eyes as he leaned in toward the flower and reached his pudgy arm out and gently touched the flower with those tiny fat fingers. He was delighted and curious and amazed. I happened to have my camera in the yard and took his picture as he played with it, but I knew I'd never catch the look in his eye on camera. You had to be there to really really see it. The look of discovery. To see something beautiful for the very first time.

I wish I took the time to enjoy the wonder of a flower, but like most people, I pass it by. We have actually dug all of that monkey grass up and gotten rid of it now! Ironic.

This Thanksgiving, let's take a few minutes to be wowed by the simple things that God created. He put a lot of thought into each and every petal of each and every varying flower. He put even more thought into the human body, I'm sure. Not everyone gets to see a pudgy little fist all balled up to enjoy, but enjoy the fact that He carefully and thoughtfully made you. That we have each other. That we have health, and life, and joy...and flowers.

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