Beautiful Moments
"But the eyes of the LORD are on those who fear him, on those whose hope is in his unfailing love,"

My heart began to race and a smile slowly crept across my face. I began to slowly move my head back and forth in time with the melody without words that was making its way through the speakers in my car straight to my heart. "How can it be so powerful?" I wondered. "There aren't even any words." I wanted to close my eyes and enjoy the beautiful harmonies that moved together so perfectly, almost like a dance. However, I decided against that since my car was moving. I sighed.



"Lord, if You want me to be married someday... could You please send me someone who can enjoy a beautiful song with me?"


I'm right here.



As I neared the end of the walking path, breathing heavily and feeling a little warm, I thought I felt something wet touch my skin. I looked up at the sky, where numberous beams of sunlight had begun to overtake the clouds. I shrugged and thought maybe it was just my imagination, until several more drops fell onto my arms. Soon there could be no doubt. Rain was steadily pouring from the sky, patches of golden sunlight illuminating the drops as they fell. I smiled and tilted my head toward the sky. Thanks Lord, I needed this. Although I was close to my car, I slowed down and took a deep breath to enjoy the sound and the smell of the rain. The park was particularly empty, and as I considered getting back into my car once again, it seemed a shame to waste this perfectly good sun shower. So, instead of doing the practical thing, I spun around a few times in the empty parking lot with my arms at my sides. I then climbed up on some wet playground equipment to listen for just a little longer. It occurred to me then how much of a little kid I still am.


God, could You send me someone who will dance in the rain with me?


I'm right here.



The day had been long and tiring. I pulled to stop at the red light, on my way home from work. I didn't have far to travel. Leaning my head back against the seat, I noticed the sun was hiding behind the trees off to my left. The light turned green and I drove across the highway, keeping my eyes on the sun to see what it would do when it emerged from its hiding place. As soon as I passed the last building, the sun seemed practically jumped out from behind it, pouring over the open fields that stretched out before me, turning the ordinary everyday sight into a masterpiece. As if the artist had spent hours hunched over the scene, the colors were rich and perfectly blended. I turned my attention to the lush pinks and reds spread across the horizon and shook my head thinking, "There will never be another one like it." I couldn't take my eyes from it. When I could delay no longer on the main road, I pulled into the first curve in the drive and lingered there another minute. I could sense the question coming again. Maybe it was silly... maybe it was my imagination, but as I sat there attempting to engrave the scene in my memory, before the question could even fully materialize, these words took their place:


It's for you. Is it better than roses?


There's no comparisson Lord. Thank you that I don't have to wait for someone to enjoy these moments with, because You're right here.


I love you.


I know.