Monday, August 23, 2010
(Written on my first day of vacation, August 12.)
Today, I am tasting heaven.
I am watching Anna and Abby wade in Lake Huron. The sun is shining on them, and they are smiling and laughing. They are getting their clothes wet, and I’m thinking to myself, I should really make them change into bathing suits.
But I let them play.
So what if they are getting wet. So what if we are late for dinner. I don’t want this moment to end.
I wish time would stand still. I wish they would never grow up. I wish they could stay innocent forever.
So I let them play some more.
I am tasting heaven, and it is so so sweet.
Tomorrow may be hell, but today I am tasting heaven.
Part of me wishes I was still sitting on Lake Huron. It’s Monday, and I’m back in the office. But I’m refreshed and in good spirits.
I close my eyes, and I can still taste heaven. I can hear the water. I can hear their laughter. And I can almost feel the breeze on my face.
Sometimes, when we need it most, God gives us a taste of heaven. Even on a Monday.
Taste and see that the LORD is good. Psalm 34:8