So I sometimes find myself not writing on here because I imagine this blog needs to be something really elaborate and thought provoking and long (I know, I know, you probably would love shorter posts)
I find myself writing out random thoughts throughout my days
Gradually, over a few days, I construct thoughts, and eventually a “jessica-approved” post is published in my mind.
Then it takes me about 4 days to have time to write it
Then I post it and 2 weeks go by before I post again.
(Not that I need to post more than that and there is surely no standard to match up to here)
But today, I was reading in Psalm 8
“From the lips of children and infants
You have ordained praise…
to SILENCE THE AVENGER”
(reference from The Emperor’s New Groove…a movie which my best friend from 2nd grade, Liz, and my brother, Josh, are probably the only 2 aware of or finding humor in such a ridiculous reference…)
It not about word flow or word count.
It is not about how often I write.
It is not about whether my timbre of prose creates the ambiance and affection I am looking for.
Because it is not about me.
It is about Him.
And He ordains praise from children and infants.
He, Who said “let the children come to me”, when his 12 besties deemed them burdensome.
He, Who takes the things that are not, to nullify the things that are.
He, Who takes foolish things to shame the wise.
And that video up there which I opened this post with for you…
Dear one, that is praise for me this Sabbath.
A picture of the Father’s heart, in the life of my husband.
Cuddling his two boys.
One of the boys, a token of health
The other, daily in battle of some sort, rather it be a new skin rash or a dry trach or a severe infection
Yet both are equal on their father’s lap
And both are reveling in the affection he is giving them
Both are laughing a deep belly shaking laughter.
It does not matter that one once did not have a mouth and now has the most beautiful dimples in all the land
They see each other as brothers and are thoroughly enjoying the affection a father and the delight of seeing the other be tickled and giggling until they lose control
Dear ones, that is Praise this morning
Through the mouths of these two children of mine
I see a Creator’s hands
A God Who works in ways far beyond me
A Father Who delights in ordaining praise from the littlest and the least qualified, in our temporal eyes.
And all of that?
To SILENCE the avenger
The avenger who questions the beginning of life
The avenger who dares look at one, unformed, and question his need to live
The avenger who limits the power of a Divine One who makes us in His image
That avenger is silenced when children who should not be alive, praise Him thru laughter
That avenger is silenced when children, fully formed physically, look at a child who looks different on the outside…and see right past it
That avenger is silenced when life and laughter and childhood are celebrated and reveled in
Let this God man, who designed such tactics of receiving praise
Forever and ever amen.
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