BOYS AND INTENTIONAL WIPEOUTS
I slowly maneuvered my Mommymobile to the gas pump over the icy parking lot, got out and tried to keep my nostrils unstuck in the 1-degree air as the tank filled with gas.
Suddenly, a young man in a black pickup careened toward the convenience store on the ice. He whirled around in almost a circle, and then pulled straight in to the parking spot. A rooster tail of bright snow whisked into the air, and then settled down.
He had done it just for fun. We girls never do that stuff. Vive le difference.
A friend confirms this. Her son Trev used to have a blue and yellow Big Wheel. At 3, he would ride that thing down the street full speed, and at the last possible instant before becoming a quadriplegic, he would pull the hand brake, crank the wheel sharply to the left, and spin that sucker 180 degrees, stopping on a dime. He did it over and over, with a huge grin on his face, and a hunger for more.
Now he’s a young adult. But sure enough, when she was in the car with him the other day, he made one of those icy pirouettes into a parking spot, just to pull her chain. While she gasped, he got out without a word and went inside. She saw him grin. She sat in the car waiting for him, and started laughing hard. She praised God out loud for the gift of boys and the joy that her two sons have brought her. She thanked God for the freedom and capacity to delight in them, even though they’re “all boy” and they do the unexpected.
And then God did the unexpected, too. He spoke to her heart: "Chris, I delight in YOU that same way!" It made her heart do a wheelie. Life’s even more fun when you remember Who’s lookin’.
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Prayer request: Today is the birthday of my best friend, Cindy, who is beginning a battle with leukemia. Lord, thank You for Your gift of Cindy. We are grateful for her medical treatment team. We know You will rescue her and heal her, because You delight in her. (Psalm 18:19)
Thursday, January 29, 2004
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