Dear Olivia Marie,
Tonight you were holding your baby doll Jillian standing at the back door, looking out at
the backyard and sky. I overheard you talking to the doll saying “That’s how God talks to us. Through thunder and rain. It’s God
talking to us.” So I asked you to repeat what you told Jillian.
And the
conversation went:
Olivia: “God talks to
us through thunder and rain and sometimes in the morning.”
Me: “Like in the sunrise?”
Olivia: “Yes.”
Me: “Well, what is God saying to you?”
Olivia: “God says “Hi
there!” and then you did a little jump & said it again which you asked instructed your
daddy to copy....which he, nor I, could do quite to your liking. I suppose you
just have the power to interpret God’s movements better than we do.
And isn’t that the case?
I try to over complicate everything dealing with the divine,
looking for obvious signs of existence and begging for clues for my life’s
purpose, but maybe I’m ignoring all the ways God is already speaking and
moving.....in nature, in the daily routines of life, in a child’s perspective
which seems simple but so profound at the same time.
And in those things, maybe the message of “Hi
there!” is all we really need. To know that we are not alone, that we are cared
for and thought of. The One who paints the morning sky and calms the storm is there waiting for us to say "Hi" back to him; waiting for us to recognize his presence in the expected, ordinary
parts of life that we so often miss or take for granted because we are looking instead for the big moments.
So, thank you, God, for the storms, for the sunrises, and
for this child who adds such wonder to my life.
Love,
Mommy
