We woke up this weekend and realized that we had a brief opportunity of time Saturday morning to spend as a family. So we hopped in the car, grabbed Chik Fil A and headed to the zoo. Between group meetings, dinner dates, training classes, baby showers, and church – our weekend was jammed full of goodness. Fresh air, alongside some frolicking was just the ticket.
It seems no matter how many times we visit the zoo, it’s a new and magical journey. Certain animals absolutely must be seen, and others are an entirely new experience. Hearing P beginning to recognize her animals and their noises has been entertaining, and T is owning his big brother duty in the education department in those regards. They go from exhibit to exhibit repeating the name of each animal and making its sound until she gets it.
His consistency and kindness were humbling. He knows all the sounds the animals make, in fact, he knows more about animals that most any other subject. And as we watched, he stood their patiently with her, even lingering after, to learn something new about each animal and exude in delight sharing it with us or applauding his sister for her accomplishment.
Observing these beautiful interactions between our kiddos is definitely a moment of mom joy for myself, but also a moment where I recognize just how deeply woven into relationship Christ wants to be with us. No matter how many times we walk through the same routine, there is always something to see with fresh eyes. There is always something to celebrate, and most importantly–there is always something to learn.
Someone recently told me that they couldn’t participate in a Bible study because they didn’t learn anything from them…my heart broke. While I do get it, I also know I’ve found myself in that mindset…
There are studies that I fall in love with, and then there are studies I begrudgingly pull myself through. However, at the end of the day – it’s all God’s word, and every time I read it, I am so thankful for fresh eyes to see something new he has to say to me.
This month, I’ve been reading through Colossians and man, it has never been more relevant. In chapter 3, verse 16 it reads: “Let the message about Christ, in all its richness, fill your lives. Teach and counsel each other with all the wisdom he gives. Sing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs to God with thankful hearts. (v17) And whatever you do or say, do it as a representative of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks through him to God the Father.”
I will be the first to admit that the message of Christ is not filling my life with its richness. Not because it’s not possible, but because I don’t let it. Letting the message of Christ deep down into some of the dark crevasses means I’ve got to be willing to let go and fully live in the light. Thank goodness for grace and mercy, because I’m no where close, but I want to keep pressing into that. I want to be filled with the richness He has to offer. And honestly, when I step back and start counting my blessings – I might be richer than I think.