A week or so ago at the preschool, one of the teachers gave each of the children an opportunity to pray. When she asked Brianna, a three-year-old little girl, what she would like to say to God, she replied, "I don't know . . . There's just so much I'd like to say."
My friend Aubrea, who also works at the preschool, has said that she feels God often uses the children to speak to her, and I agree . . . He definitely used Brianna to remind me of how overwhelming His presence in my life really is--that if I would just stop to look around me and take note of the beauty of His creation, to think about all He's done for me, or to simiply meditate on His character, I most likely will be completely overwhelmed and left speechless, unable to express to him just how thankful I am.
Just tonight I was reflecting on the past couple of weeks, and I realized that God has been blessing me in both small and big ways . . . allowing me to have this entire week off from one of my jobs, spending time with friends, reminding me of why he called me here, giving me opportunities to laugh, cry, sleep, dance, see the stars, ride a bike . . . so many blessings . . . Really, I feel like I'm finally catching a glimpse of what it means to live my life to the fullest in a world that is full of his glory. And in response to that realization, I'm left feeling a lot like Brianna . . . completley overwhelmed.
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