“Mama wait, would you look at this?” My three year old son, Hudson, jumps off his bike into a vacant lot. This is the third stop on our afternoon bike ride, and to say I am annoyed is an understatement. “Come on buddy, hurry up. Get back on your bike! We only have an hour before swim lessons and we still need to eat dinner.” He holds up a dandelion. “Isn’t this pretty?” He asks. “Sure, now let’s go.” But suddenly something tugs on my heart. You know that voice, you’ve heard it too, I’m sure. The voice that encourages, warns, and reassures. It’s Him, and I recognize it immediately.
“Look, pay attention, slow down”.
I wonder what age it is we stop viewing weeds as beautiful? Is it the same age we start noticing color of skin, differences in social status and lifestyles? Is it when we start caring more about money and less about time? When we start to put more emphasis on the material things in life rather than the simple things? I once heard, “the longer we are on this Earth, the further we get from the Father’s influence”. Watching my three year old daily, I know this is true.
This is my first post in a while and I know this is deep, but please hear me out. I don’t want to miss this, and I don’t want you to either. The things our children point out to us and bring out in us, is no coincidence. Matthew 18: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever takes the lowly position of this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.”
The puddles, the weeds, the messes. I want it all. I set many goals for 2018, but this may be my biggest. “Start praying for the heart of a three year old”. A heart who notices beauty in the everyday. A feather, tree, or maybe even a cloud which looks like a tiger. A heart which loves unconditionally, is determined with passion, and forgives easily. Slow down. Get dirty. Laugh at farts (boys). Everyday I learn something from my three year old, even though I’m the parent. He shows grace, charisma, and personality above and beyond any adult I’ve ever met. I want to live like that. He is always unapologetically himself, just the way he was made. Lord, make me more like my three old. Amen.