I Spy

Without the bells and whistles of today’s electronic devices, my children depended on interactive games to keep them occupied during a long car trip. One game they played was I Spy.

Whoever was the spy discreetly chose an obscure item in the car and pronounced, “I spy with my little eye something…” adding a hint, such as its beginning letter or color. A player never chose something obvious, like a steering wheel or mom’s red purse, but something discreet, like a crumpled candy wrapper that began with an M, or a book cover with a tiny bit of the named color. Whoever guessed correctly was the next spy.

Since this is my fourth Child’s Play post, you will not be surprised to find there’s a life illustration here. Today, we have convenient electronic devices that the former generation did without, but honesty compels us to admit they monopolize our attention. We miss many of the blessings God has generously scattered around us.

I want to live with an I-Spy mentality, keen to discover thelittle-noticed beauty in the small space I occupy. While life whizzes by and the world screams for attention, I want to notice the teeny mushroom in our front yard, count the juncos at our feeder, and pause to watch the neighbor child struggle to pedal her new bike. I want to step out at night to see the Beaver Moon, delight in the deer munching the apples we tossed, and make time to hear a friend’s voice rather than text her.

I want to share my observations and ask others if they’ve seen what I spied. I want to hear about the beauty they’ve spotted and share the joy of discovery.

And, I want to bless my Father’s heart by noticing His gifts and thanking Him for them. His creation is stunning, mysterious, awesome. Lord, open our eyes to spy the wonders you created.

You thrill me, Lord, with all you have done for me!
I sing for joy because of what you have done.
O Lord, what great works you do!” Psalm 92:4-5a

I am Thankful for my Future

I am thankful for my faith, my family, and my friends—and I am abundantly thankful for my future.

At this point in life, I’m acutely aware of two things—the speed of time and the frailty of life. This can distress me when I speak my age, look in a magnifying mirror, forget a name, or schedule another doctor’s appointment. I become reflective and longingly remember days of high energy, full schedules, and arthritis-free living. But mostly, I am thankful.

I look beyond the unknown length of my days and put weaknesses of body and mind in perspective. I don’t know when my years will end but I know when my life will begin!

I have a future with no expiration date. I will live it in a body made new. I will have no physical or mental limitations. Every longing of my soul will be met. Every wonder of nature will be explored. Every gift and talent will be exercised. Every new experience will be enjoyed.

I will see Jesus and the fulness of His love! I will worship God in all His glory and be amazed! I will laugh with my daughter, walk with my parents, converse with the saints!

So as the days pass, I will not regard time as the waning of life, but as the nearing of perfect life. I will silence whispers of disappointment and align my perspective with truth. I will count on God’s faithfulness and savor His favor. And my heart will swell because of the future that awaits me.

I am thankful for my Future.

“Eye has not seen, nor ear heard…
the things which God has prepared for those who love Him.”
1 Corinthians 2:9

I Love Ls

I love the laughter and levity that lightens life.

I love long-time friends who love me well and lift me up.

I love looking, and looking again—lapping up natural beauty, learning from books, and lingering over old photos.

I love licking ice cream cones and lollipops.

I love lilacs, lavender, and lilies of the valley

I love the bright color and tart taste of lemons and limes.

I love sweet lattes, layer cakes, lemon bars, key lime pies, and licorice sticks.

I love the glow of lamplight shining from windows and logs in a firepit with flames leaping.

I love a lazy day of lounging by a lake, lulled by the sound of lapping water.

I love long-lashed llamas, lions and leopards, and the less-familiar lemmings and lemurs.

I love the library (just ask my librarian) and reading written letters on a page,

I love lasagna and lobster over linguine served with long loaves of fresh bread.

I love sitting on a loveseat with my littles, singing lilting lullabies to them.

I love the femininity of lace and lockets and a touch of lipstick.

I love to see locomotives lumber by and the promise of adventure in a stack of luggage.

I love Labor Day heralding school’s return with its list of supplies, new lunch boxes, and shiny combination locks.

I love learning and listening, lying peacefully and longing for deeper understanding.

I love leaves that adorn our landscape with countless shades of green, soon to change color. And I love a new leaf of life that changes our personal landscapes.  

I love the Lord and the love He showers on me that, hopefully leaks out to bless others.

What “L” have I missed? Do you have a favorite?

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