The other night at church a little boy raised his hand to accept Christ. He shook his hand in the air, excited to be making the decision. The Pastor had asked and he had the right answer, "yes!". Soon the little boy began tapping his Father's shoulder to show him that he knew the answer, he wanted his Father to be as excited as he that he knew the answer. The more invitations the Pastor gave the more excited his hand movement became. Did the Pastor not see, why did he continue to ask, he asked if anyone wanted to accept Christ as Lord of their life and this little boy had enthusiastically and with joy responded.
It struck me that though both the Pastor and the earthly Father may have missed the joy of a child to respond unashamedly, our Heavenly Father never misses when we respond with such passion and zeal. The world would quite us, put us into lines and keep our personal repsonse private, a bubble on a scantron to be counted. Not our Lord he delights in waving hands. Sometimes we need to wave our hands just a little bit more. If we have quieted to the slight nod of a head, not out of reverance but out of fear then we are one thin ice. The slight nod leads to the seeping out of our joy, and our faith. Wave your hands, next time the Lord asks, repsond to Him with energy the resembles your faith, I think you will find that childlike joy rush in. That excited faith that says, "Look world Im following Jesus, I made the right choice". That simple, pure passion that says, "I am so delighted to be following Jesus."
Like that little boy delighted to accept Jesus, let us delight to continue to follow him today.
luv ya,
Babs
