Garrett has prayed these words every single day over the course of an entire year. And it’s never a throwaway statement. When he prays it, he means it.
He loves Christmas trees!
We decorated our tree yesterday, so hearing him pray this sentence at dinner did more than just turn up the corners of my mouth. I think my heart gave a little leap too. It’s no secret that I love simple things. And it’s moments like these that I store away in my heart:
~ A three year old boy who couldn’t stop giggling once I turned the Christmas lights on for the first time. I watched, as a boy who is normally reckless, approach these lights with care. And then, reach out so tenderly as though they might break at the mere touch of his finger.
~ A five year old boy who waited an entire year for this moment. A boy who sat with the Christmas star in his lap until he got to crown our tree. Then, watching, as his face lit up when he stepped back to take in the sight (and listen when he told me I needed to turn the star so it faced “the front” 😉 ).
~ A seven year old girl wrapping herself up in the skirt we put around our Christmas tree. Then, watching, as she twirled around the room, dancing to the music only she hears in her head.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. And as I reflect on all I have to be grateful for, the people I cherish & the times we share together, I’d like to specifically thank God this year for simple, precious moments. Moments that fly by so quickly, you could blink and miss them. But, moments, that when captured, last forever in my heart. These moments serve as an everlasting reminder of a God who provides. For it is these moments that create a reservoir from which I draw joy in dark times.
Oh, and speaking of that little three-year-old, Adam snapped this pic. Another priceless moment…
I guess we need to work on keeping those drawers up!