Once formed out of dirt, God blew into my nostrils His breath of life. This clod came ALIVE!
My son had an interesting request for Santa this year. You can read about that here.
This is the stage that Santa left in our basement since we were out of town.
When we got home Lil A said, “YES, I love my new stage!”
I wish I had his enthusiasm about things!
The idea of a baby changing everything brings two similar streams of thought. One is the birth of my first child. I reflected on that change in my life when she turned fourteen. You can read that here.
The other is how God decided to reconcile the world to Himself. His plan incuded a child born in a barn to an unwed mother. What a bizarre plan!
You can hear Faith Hill tell the rest of the story in the video below. Please sit back, turn the volume up and listen to this song.
This is the last verse:
My whole life is turned around
I was lost and now I’m found
A baby changes everything
A baby changes everything
Every Super Star needs a Stage!
In my experience there are a few times in life when you realize that you needed a video camera only after the fact.
Ours happened yesterday in our visit to Santa.
In getting the boys dressed for going out in the snow. Heather asked them what they were going to ask Santa to bring them. “Lil A”, who is three, did his impression of thinking man by placing his hand on his chin and then replied while moving his arm in a dramatic arc, “A STAGE!”
Heather and I laughed.
When we arrived at Santa’s “Chalet” “Lil A” was the first up the stairs. He politely declined to sit on Santa’s lap, instead standing three feet in front of Santa looking him straight in the eye, mano y mano.
The conversation went like this;
Santa: Well, what do you want Santa to bring you this year?
“Lil A” sheepishly: a stage
Santa, after looking quizzically at us: A stage? What are you going to do with a stage?
“Lil A” quietly: hmmmm… I’m going to {loudly now} SING!
After laughter subsides, Santa: What are you going to sing?
“Lil A” in a whisper leaning in toward Santa: Twinkle, Twinkle, little star.
Santa: Well, can you sing it for me now?
“Lil A” excited: SURE!!
After the performance was over Santa responded with a round of applause.
As my children grow, I am amazed by them repeatedly. Memories like this are cherished forever.
The more experience I gain as a father makes me more appreciative of passages like this,
“This is my son, with whom I am well pleased.”
May I find more opportunities to be well pleased with all four of my children.
Do you have a “pleasing” story?
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