We were staying with my parents for a bit to get some extra support with the newborn stage. This means that my son used a big-boy bed!
He loves it.
And honestly, I'm growing to love it too.
Bedtime has always been an important time of intentional connection involving books, prayers, talking, and singing.
Because my son has a big-boy bed, we get to snuggle up together (or wrestle depending on the energy level) for the whole process.
Last night we were both feeling sleepy and quiet, so I was lying down, and he was lying across my chest finishing his bottle.
It was lovely. We were both quietly and peacefully just being together.
At some point, one of his hairs tickled my face.
I knew that to scratch the itch would disrupt the moment.
So I didn't...
and it drove me crazy.
But I wanted to preserve my precious connection with my son.
And within a minute, the itch went away.
From this little, tiny scenario, God showed me something, and I want to share it with you.
That itch, a temporary annoyance to my skin, became an opportunity to love.
And by choosing to love, I participated in the life of God who is Love!
How strange and wonderful God is!
He redeems even an itch to become an opportunity to participate in His boundless love!
"See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland" (Isaiah 43:19)
Let's be Saints!
Isaac