This is a love story. Not like yours I know, but it is mine, individual to me and my beloved.
Years ago(more than I'd like to admit!) I was introduced someone. In my girlish curiosity I wanted to learn more. Girlish fascination followed by an equally girlish crush :) My pursuer was patient, kind and always willing to be there for me. Unfortunately, as in most crushes, I didn't recognize the greatness of this love right away and went on to develop other crushes. Through time and circumstance I did come to want to know this person who loved greatly, gave selflessly and fully, thankfully while I was still young!
Time goes on, as with most relationships work is required. My beloved loved me completely, giving me special moments meant just for me. How many times did I turn away or not recognize His gifts, His reminders of what I meant to Him. A flower, a kind word, a free meal(food is a big deal for me :) ), a person to call helpmate, a house of our own....the list goes on and on.
Last night, my beloved gave me a gift(several actually) again...this time with a B I G note attached: From the One who love you completely. He knows I have been in a struggle with myself. He knows I doubt my worth. He knows my hearts cry!
First, the man He gave as my husband bought me tickets to "A Night with the Chapmans" for my birthday AND he bought the gold tickets(even though I told him not to).
Second, He placed in my heart the desire to take my middle child who wants to be in a band and sing for Jesus one day.
Now, I could continue to list second, third, fourth but it will be a long list of gifts so I will just list them and give their significance to me!
We left early for the concert, only stopping to go through the drive through for a drink and a bite to eat(said middle child wasn't hungry, unusual to say the least). Got downtown, a little turned around and found a good parking space. Walked in, no big lines around yet. This is one of those things just for me. He knows I worry unnecessarily about being close to the front, getting stuck in the back, etc. We looked around at the stuff. I told Jared we had $15 to spend on what he wanted. After browsing he said, "I can't decide between the SCC new CD, the band Caleb CD's for $5 each or a t-shirt for $15" Please remember these words.
We were let in 5 minutes early. The gentleman escorting to the front noted that we can sit anywhere in the front area we wanted. It was empty so far!!! My boy chose the front row. Friends soon joined us up front. This is another gift. To share a concert for the first time with my boy was great, to share it with others who loved this family as I did even better!! Front row seats- of course my beloved was letting me know He wanted me to have the best seats in the house!
The concert was amazing! The friends blessed my child with the Caleb CDs he was interested in. Again, my Beloved whispering "I love you, you are important to Me" not only to me this time but to my boy. All too soon it was time for intermission. Shirts were thrown as freebie souvenirs....you can guess what my Love did for me! A shirt was thrown our way and my boy still has it on! And then.........a bundle was to be given, you can't throw a bundle, you can only hand it out. He handed it to me!! A book, new SCC CD and Caleb CD- given to me. I can see my Love gently but loudly saying "I want you to know YOU are loved, cared for, and I know you, see you, love you!"
The music spoke to me, moved me to tears, laughter and pure enjoyment at times. Being that close it was strange when they looked our way they were actually looking at us....we were the only ones on that row! That's just a little tidbit extra :)
After it was all over Will Franklin came out (to help breakdown I think). Jared got an autograph on one of the CD covers AND a picture with him. This is another moment meant for me really. All through the concert Jared had been trying to get a good picture with him(he played the drums) and we weren't very successful. Can you just see His face as He watches my eyes grow as big as saucers as my boy's favorite band member comes out and gives a few autographs and pictures(I know he was supposed to be elsewhere as he kept nodding to the people on stage that he would be right there)? Will Franklin was gracious and kind to my sweet boy. My Love again letting me know He is more than I can imagine!
Now, please go up and read my son's "wish list" that I could not fulfill. T-shirt, check- Caleb CD- double check- book(not that he will be reading it, but it counts), check- Newest SCC CD, check. Anything left on that list? Nope. He knows I can't provide, but He can. But what even better is that the list we had was more than just filled, it was overfilled! The Lover of MY soul told me He can provide much more than I even believe imaginable, more than I even know to think.
I heard Him loud and clear(no not actually audibly) saying to me "Jennifer- you are loved, your worth is in Me and I want you to know you are my princess." *sigh*
On the way home my child said thank you several times over for the experience. But as we were getting out of the car he said one last thing. "Mom, I don't know how to say thank you enough."
To my Creator, Lover of my soul, Beloved all I can say is "I don't know how to say thank You enough!"
i celebrate with you!
ReplyDeleteyou have an amazing Lover of your soul; and yes, you are His princess (even if He needs to remind you now & then, it is a truth we all know :)
i hope you print out a copy of this post and paste it in your book of remberances... what a night to remember!!
i smile. i celebrate with you!
i don't know how you held the details in when we talked (well, i suppose the fact that it was like a four minute conversation helped :) i love, love, love the details! a Sacred echo for me :]
thank you for sharing His story all to His glory!
there are tears in my eyes as I finished reading this. I agree with T, you need to print this out and save it.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely story of His lavish love. What a sweet child you have, so appreciative, and the connection you were able to draw between you and our dear LORD.
Blessings,
Kara