Have you ever physically experienced your heart softening? Like it gets a little tight, maybe you get warm, your throat chokes up, and you just get all the good feels?
Thinking back I’ve probably experienced it so many times and just wasn’t aware, but for some reason today I felt what was happening.
I have this habit with my kids, mostly my youngest, that when we are driving and pass by somewhere where we know someone is – like a school, work place, or house, we yell stuff. Things like “Have a good day. Hope you have a good lunch. Be safe. We love you. Have fun at recess. Be nice to people. Be careful.”
It’s often really random and whoever remembers to do it first just starts yelling stuff out. It often ends up being really quick, like a race to see who can say it the fastest or how much can we say before we pass by.
Last week we had a super rough few days with things happening at school. It was hard to be parents last week. We did the hard things and did what we had to do. Stretched ourselves and trusted God. Thank ya Jesus, that it’s Monday. I mean the kind of Monday that comes with a new week! God was faithful last week and still is today.
Here’s where my heart gets tight. As we were passing the road to the school, I look back and see Carter looking towards the school, calling out. “Have a good day Colin. I love you Colin. Hope your lunch is good. Be careful.” This was the first time in weeks that anyone remembered to do this.
I pulled my car over and just sobbed.
Sometimes I forget that little people can minister too. God used my little boy today to soften and encourage my heart. To remind me that He’s with me when it’s hard to be a mom, hard to do the things that push me way past where I really want to go. He reminded me of what I don’t think is possible, that He actually loves my babies more than I do. And in ways I can’t even begin to understand.
The spoken word is powerful. The spoken word promotes healing. The spoken word activates the missions of Heaven. The spoken word is proactive against schemes of the devil or man. The spoken word gives testimony and gives God glory.
May my heart always be softening and ever aware and obedient to the will of the One who loves me more than I can ever understand.