I was listening to "Glory" yesterday while working on Ladies' Bible study (for this Saturday - please be praying) on our laptop. Brendan was working on homework on the desktop (he was writing a poem... after studying a Victor Hugo poem about sowing and the harvest... and then searching for verses about the harvest in the Bible... all in French!). He must have been listening to the words of the song more intently than I imagined, (pretty incredible, when you remember that the song is in English and he was writing and reading French). All of the sudden, I heard a quiet "Mom?" from his corner of the room.
"Yep?" I replied, just a bit distracted by my own work.
"That's a really pretty song - but I think it also makes me a little sad," he continued.
Intrigued, I gave him my full attention, because I'd never heard someone describe a song about the return of Christ in His glory as ~~sad~~ . "Why do you say that?" I inquired.
"Well, because for us, it will be a really wonderful, awesome day. But what about all of our friends, all of the people here who don't know or understand about Jesus yet? There are so many of them...," This last thought was said in almost a whisper, his voice trailed off as he paused and exhaled softly before continuing. "It will be a sad and final day for them. I hope Jesus makes us all wait longer," he said gently and softly, hesitating as though he was concerned about my response.
But what sort of a response is there to what my son had just shared? What could I say? I didn't say much. I just walked over to where he was sitting, gave him a hug, kissed the top of his head, told him I loved him and sincerely thanked him for reminding me of that truth. And I also silently thanked the Lord. Such precious moment, for God gave me just a glimpse of how He's tendering the heart of this boy-child and growing him into a young man. It was like He snapped a polaroid, and handed it to me to enjoy... a tiny snapshot of how He is imprinting and developing His gentleness, His mercy, in the heart of this child He has entrusted to us - and as He continues to work, the details will come more and more evident and clearly into focus. Such a convicting moment, for God, who is worthy of all glory, never forgets those who still need to trust Him while I, in my busyness, my preoccupations, my hope for the future, so easily can.
These gentle words from my son were also words from the Savior, reminding me that while I wait in anticipation for His coming and longing for His future glory, I need to live and breathe His message and His mercy, the same mercy that He extends in the cross, that He extends in His tarrying...-------------------------------- Last picture from Crafty Curate.