It was a stunning fall day, windows down, sunroof open, radio booming and I was driving happily down University Boulevard with not a single care in the world. Singing loudly and waving to bystanders as if in a parade, I pulled into the parking lot of my eye doctor and threw open the door. I stepped out into the sunshine feeling the last sting of a fading hot summer. What a beautiful day! I smiled radiantly, mainly out of habit as there was no one else around. I pushed my sunglasses to the top of my wild, windblown hair and began walking toward the front entrance.
I stopped short when a tiny little boy of about three years old stepped from between the parked cars. A second later his mommy followed. Of course, I beamed a huge smile at him and waved animatedly. I blew him a kiss; he caught it and grinned. He stopped as if waiting for me and once I was alongside him, he reached up for my hand. I thought nothing of his friendliness or willingness to embrace a stranger and I took his tiny hand in mine with much delight. Apparently his mommy didn’t wonder either. I held the tiny hand all the way to the door, talking to him excitedly about his cute little glasses, his huge smile and his adorable outfit. I glanced over at his mom and she was also smiling, yet not speaking.
While he was looking at me and laughing, it was only when we got to the door and stopped to say our goodbye did I realize something. Something very special that cemented that little boy with his huge smile and adorable little glasses into my heart’s memory forever.
He had not heard a word I had said the entire time. He was deaf.
His mommy looked down at him and used her hands to silently speak the words “Say Goodbye Sweetie!” to her adorable baby boy who had lived in a silent world for all of his three years.
Yet, he had not a worry in the world. He exuded worship and wonder and happiness.
He trusted me by extending his hand.
He demonstrated his love by his complete acceptance of me.
He clearly forgave the injustice of being confined to a silent existence.
He undoubtedly lived in a loving world- love received and love freely given away. Shouldn’t we all be so lucky? That is why I now believe his mommy was not the least bit surprised by his behavior towards me. I believe he is an immense blessing everywhere he goes.
That little boy, although living in silence, spoke more trust, love and forgiveness to my heart that day than some of the people I live closest to in my own world.
That was not the first, nor will it be the last time I have a beautiful, sweet encounter with a child. I love children; I am drawn to them no matter where I go. They are drawn to me. Call me naïve or even a little childish, but I prefer seeing the world through the eyes of a child. I believe that is the reason we connect.
Having a childlike faith and freely giving love is the purest form of worship that I have ever known.
“He called a little child to Himself and put him in the midst of them, and said, Truly I say to you, unless you repent (change, turn around) and become like little children [trusting, loving, forgiving], you can never enter the kingdom of heaven [at all!]. Whoever will humble himself therefore and become like this little child [trusting, loving, forgiving] is greatest in the kingdom of heaven.” Matthew 18:2-4
Trusting. Loving. Forgiving.
What can be more beautiful than living that type of lifestyle? It is a life of freedom! It is hard work for some people, I understand that. But do not let the opportunity pass you by for fear of failing.
Success or failure; you have a 50/50 shot of achieving success! You’ll never succeed until you try to.
My challenge to you today is to immediately begin to look around you and see the beauty in your own surroundings. Not sure where to look?
Start with a sunrise or sunset. That’s magnificent!
Play with a puppy. Ride a bicycle. Cannonball into a swimming pool. Dance for no reason without music. Smile at someone. Laugh out loud. See the theme here? Fun. Go have some!
My second challenge is to forgive someone. Don’t think it over too much, just call that someone up and say “I forgive you, want to get together and have some fun?” Please see above!
Forgiveness is a choice, not a feeling.
My third challenge? Trust that your Father in Heaven knows you better than you know yourself. He created you after all. Just trust Him. Put yourself out there wholeheartedly and know He will comfort you, lead you and empower you, every step of the way!
Children keep my heart soft, my smile genuine, and my perspective pure.
Don’t worry so much. Worry zaps your strength for today and robs your hope for tomorrow!
Wake up tomorrow and spend the day being a little childish.
You’ll be so glad you did.