Proud Moments Prayerfully to Come

When I was pregnant and the tears came easily, I blamed it on the crazy hormones. After I had Jack and the tears still kept coming easily, I said it was post-partum. And by and large, it was. However, these days, there are just some surprising moments every now and then where I find myself with tears in my eyes, and I just didn't see it coming.

Can't blame it on the pregnancy, the hormones, or the post-partum. Guess it's just part of being a mom.

I had one of these moments yesterday morning in church. At the end of the service, the pastor said they were going to have one baptism that day. It was an 8-year-old boy with blonde hair named Christian. After he and one of the other pastors waded down into the baptismal, the pastor placed his hand on Christian's shoulder and asked him, "Christian, have you accepted Jesus into your heart as your personal Lord and Savior?"

Unconcerned of the hundreds of people that were watching him at just that moment, Christian looked up at the pastor and answered quite solemnly, "Yes, sir. I have."

And then I found myself with tears in my eyes as I watched him go under the water and come back up. All I could think about was how I cannot wait for the day that will hopefully and prayerfully come when I see someone ask my own little boy that question, and Jack will respond in the affirmative just as Christian did. I thought that that must be just about one of the proudest moments in life that a parent can have. I cannot imagine anything that would make me happier.

Even though Jack is just an infant now, moments like this are good reminders for me because they inspire me to want to show Jack Christ's love right now, not tomorrow, not the next day, but now. It's so easy for me to get wrapped up in the daily grind of diapers, baby food, trips to the grocery store, and then other days where I get to wear my Business Analyst hat for most of the day. It's like watching it rain and only focusing on the raindrops as they fall, forgetting that they pool together on the ground in a big puddle. Our days as we go through them seem so individual, but really they run together and create patterns and habits for living that pool together to make up our entire lives.

I want to give this idea some more thought about raindrops and puddles...which will probably be easy to do as they are calling for five inches of rain tomorrow thanks to Hurricane Ida. I think when it comes to changing my focus from the temporal to the timeless, I need all the help I can get!