Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Yesterday was the day we celebrated Christmas as a family, at least in terms of a gift exchange. Christmas without the exhuberance and anticipation of young children certainly has a different flavor. I am so thankful for the presence of my nieces and nephew, ages 2 to 6.

They are so precious. I love being greeted with a big hug first thing in the morning. Children seem to grow out of this if we let them. Let's don't let them!


Seeing the world through a child's eyes always seems more exciting. Opening presents, playing games, baking cookies, it doesn't matter what, they put their whole self into it, and enjoy life. Somewhere along the way, we teach them through our own actions, to water down their enthusiasm. I don't know why we do this, being more "mature" certainly doesn't mean being more fun.

I certainly enjoyed watching these little ones open their gifts. The only problem is that you usually know immediately whether or not your gift was a "hit." My two year old niece received twin babies, a boy and a girl. Parents aren't supposed to play favorites, but she hasn't "grown up" yet. She has had the baby she calls "Blue" in her tender grasp, since she opened him. Once she laid him down, forgot where, and walked through the cabin, calling "Where Blue? Where Blue? Where Blue?" Fortunately, he was found, and her smile was most rewarding.

This year as wrapping paper was shredded in the wake of diligent anticipation, the gifts that meant the most (to me) as others unwrapped them, were framed pictures of Beej. Several family members gave and received them. Each told a story. Words were never necessary.

As Joshua sat awaiting his turn, his "momma" was opening a present. When the paper was cleared, and the box set aside, one such framed picture was revealed. Amid the exclamations of others, Josh, sitting nearby, said in a quiet and humble voice, "I wish I had a picture of BJ, of my own."

What a special relationship they shared. One of the pictures opened this year (at least twice) was of Beej and Joshua holding and admiring our two week old kittens. That picture alone takes you on a journey that is warm and friendly as Beej and his room served as "father and hospital" to this litter.

Earlier in the day, Josh had been standing in front of my (work) laptop. He was admiring the backgroud. It was a picture of Beej, who is backed up into a hollow tree, feet first, shoes spilled in front of him, with only his shoulders, arms and head exposed. The impish grin on his face, beckons.

In that moment, the screen changed to red, and yellow words began to scroll across. "Will you answer the call, and get uncomfortable for Christ? - BJ Higgins"

What happened next I was not prepared for. Joshua exclaimed to his "momma," "BJ is sending us a message!" In that moment, he was so excited for what he thought was happening. Her telling him the truth was an ugly reality... at least for me.

He walked away, perhaps a little more "grown up," certainly disappointed, but he left me a most wonderful gift!

In the truest sense of the occurrence, he was right. The message sent is clear. Will I? Will you? Joshua already has.

dad


(turns out, my cousin Lyn took the picture in the last update)

11 Comments:

At 10:08 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Good morning, Brent and family,

The childlike enthusiasm you've talked about in today's post is exactly what is addressed in Mike Yaconelli's book, "Dangerous Wonder." We have two copies, so I'll send you one...a must-read!! I'm recommending it to everyone lately. It is indeed sad how we lose the beautiful attributes of childhood as we "grow up." I've enjoyed reading various accounts in the recent posts and blogs.

God bless you all!

Jolene, Deer Park, TX

 
At 10:27 AM, Blogger Cousin Beth said...

Joshua is one very special little boy. Dennis reminded me of how some people only see bushes when others always see blackberries. Some see God in everything when others never do. In this case, many would only see a screensaver, but Joshua saw God. Our thoughts have been with all of you this weekend, praying for His constant presence in the midst of the "presents," and most of all, for His perfect peace.
Love you all,
Beth

 
At 10:29 AM, Blogger Praying in Pink said...

Thank you, God, that the phrase "got it" is not confined to BJ at all! Tadee got it--Joshua got it--and as we allow Him to work His Word into and around and through our lives, we will "get it" more and more as well.

OF COURSE course BJ is sending us a message--scrolling across a screen, captioning a picture, or written in a journal and shared online. That's why we keep reading the blog!

Thank you once again for sharing these precious words from your extended family with your blog family, among whom I am honored to be included,

Marti for the Pieper7
Charleston, SC

 
At 11:27 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Let the messages BJ sends continue -- alot of us are "getting it" through BJ and building through this blog. See, we are thirsty for our Lord. When we get a taste, we want more. And we continue to grow and we continue to pursue our God of hope, love and perpetual peace. Thank you for your gift of sharing the living water, the living Word, and memories that start to quench a thirst that is never-ending.

Let the journey continue . . .

 
At 12:23 PM, Anonymous Pat Davila said...

Thank you for sharing your Christmas with us. I do have a prayer request for a 15 year old boy named Travis. Last year Feb. 1st he went into the hospital to fix a heart problem he was born with. Things went really bad and today he is going back into the hospital to try to find a match for a transplant. Some other child is going to loose their life if Travis is going to live. Please keep this family in prayer, they do not know the Lord as their personal savior.

Pat Davila

 
At 12:59 PM, Blogger Lattany said...

Precious little children... we can learn so much from them.

Pat: Thank you for sharing the request for Travis. Do you know if he has a carepage? You speak of the world of congenital heart defects -- one with which we are entirely too familiar, so this request strikes a special place in my heart. Please keep us updated as you are able. This pattern of waiting for a transplant is so strange... how do you pray for a heart, knowing that it's going to cost someone else their life? His will is perfect -- that's how.

 
At 2:13 PM, Blogger Marcia said...

Here's something I think you'll find meaningful. It looks like something BJ would have resonated to.

http://revitalizeyourchurch.blogspot.com/2005/12/john-wesleys-covenant-service_27.html

Still praying....

 
At 9:22 PM, Blogger jill <> said...

what powerful words! thank you for sharing!

much love in Christ,
jill <><

 
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