Elijah Emerges

I have been pondering the thoughts of my youngest grandchild this past week. I wonder what thoughts are racing through his mind. Elijah greets me like I am the long lost relative whenever I see him. His little face lights up and he blurts out "Nana, nana!" Then a random word slips through: "broken","ball-ball","mama", "baby", "woof-woof", "Uh Huh!" What connects those thoughts, what else is hidden only in his mind because he doesn't have the vocabulary to express it? I see his mind racing, trying to convey his experiences to me. He calculates his next move, his next word.  I watch as he examines a forbidden item. "No, no. That's mama's", he tells himself. Then he walks away.  Elijah spies the donuts and cupcakes on the table. "Ummy, ummy", he says. He looks at my purse and asks for candy...even at his young age, he expects nana to have tic-tacs in her bag. A smile starts to cover my face and I giggle silently as I think of him. A new person starting to emerge. Kind and sweet yet very opinionated and focused. Glad to know and love you, baby boy! 

Musings

I just came home from work. Friday! The weekend is here! Nobody is home...The  cold air outside is quickly forgotten as I enter the house. Beaux greets me, happy to have company.  Dogs are great. They love unconditionally, and are loyal friends. A little nub of a tail wiggles constantly, and her whole body shows her joy as she waits for my acknowledgement. I lean forward and give Beaux a pet and greet her with happy sounding words. She settles in at my feet as I sit at the table. All is well in her world. What a picture of contentment. What can I learn from her? To trust my Lord, like Beaux trusts me? To be content, allowing Him to be my my peace? I speak those words but are they real to me? I want them to be. I can only be obedient to the Word, and trust that He will make it real. I read the promises of God, and repeat them to myself waiting for the truth of those words to sink into my very being, to have them become more a part of my being than life.  I pray for my family, asking the Lord to keep them in His Hands. Mold us all, Lord, to Your image.
Thy Word have I hid in my heart, that I might not sin against Thee. Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in Your sight, O Lord, my strength and my redeemer. In all thy ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your path.... I believe, Lord...