On Monday the Filiniche/Roberts family and my family went to the schaumburg district indoor water park. Like most water parks there were different sections. One for children and a few others for adults. After twenty or so minutes of floating my little sister Faith came to the edge of the pool and sat down. She plunged her feet into the chlorine filled water and turned her head my way and made a "your not paying any attention to me look". I asked her if she needed anything and she said she "wanted to show me something." and I gave her a "come on, do I have to?" kinda look.
She grasped my hand and began to pull. I, in a refusing manner, slowly got out of the water. She brought me to the children's section and pointed to the extremely large 45 degree angle slide. I laughed and asked her what she wanted me to do. She pulled me close by grasping my hair and pulling it closely to her mouth, she placed my ear 2 cm away and said " All i want is you to stand at the bottom". It was not to much to ask, I trotted down the steps that lead to the slide and pushed through the water until i got to the end of the slide. As I stood there thinking I was probably being looked at as a loser by the surrounding crowd. She looked down and said
" okay, are you ready?". I was like "YES, GO( To be honest I was getting impatient with her)!" She placed her body on the slide and began to ride the water. As I looked at the excitement in her eyes I realized that the only reason she wanted me there was to catch her if she messed up, to encourage her by saying she did it perfectly, to assure her someone was there for her when she finished, to be there to wipe the water drops off of her eyelashes when she was done, and lastly to tell her that she did a great job.
After i had wiped those water drops she slowly opened her eyes, to make sure there was no water remaining then looked up at me and said "How was that one". And literally my eyes started to tears as i picked her up and kissed her on the cheek, telling her she did a great job.
So the real reason i wrote this all was to make a comparison. We, like little children, are always searching for someone to tell us that we did a good job and wipe the water from our eyes. But we often underestimate the fullness of God's love and don't place 100% of our trust in his hand. Like Faith did when she opened her eyes slightly because she did not trust that i had gotten all the water off.
This experience showed my that even when we think God might not be there to wipe those water drops, He truly and whole heartedly is.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Faith
Posted by 4mysake at 8:05 PM
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2 comments:
Samantha. You have a beautiful writing style and you very eloquently told a meaningful story that touched my heart. I am proud of the woman of faith you are becoming and I love to read your blog.
Your strength and perseverance impress me. Keep drawing near to Him and you will reflect His wonderful glory!
My goodness girl! I had no idea you even had a blog and I certainly had no idea you could write like that! Has your mom read this stuff yet? She must be soooooooo proud!!!
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