When you have a son who can’t enunciate full words, the littlest progress seems huge.
“Little” progress IS huge.
My son hears the word “corn” today. He runs over to me, signs “corn,” and I smile. This boy knows his sign language now.
But, then he signs, “lovecorn.” I speak what he signs out loud, like normal.
I realize, I stop, and look at him. What?
He signs his name plus “loves corn.” (!!!)
No verbal prompting. No one else said they loved corn.
My son decided on his own that he loves corn (which we knew), but he expressed it. He shared his specific opinion on something he decided that he favors. On his own.
I start to cry, I’m so happy, proud, excited, surprised, all at once. He’s thrilled I know what he said, and he dances back to what he was previously doing.
And this is how he meets nearly every bit of progress.
He smiles, he agrees, he hugs, he dances.
Whatever it was I might have been thinking about prior to this moment—a to-do list, a worry, whatever—it’s nothingcompared to this boy and his shining, glorious brilliance right in front of me.
It’s these “little” moments that remind me now is now. These little seconds catch me and refocus my eyes. I think, I don’t deserve this amazing creature.
And I think I hear, “Exactly. The gift makes it all the more beautiful.”
“Give praise to the Lord, proclaim his name; make known among the nations what he has done.Sing to him, sing praise to him;
tell of all his wonderful acts.Glory in his holy name; let the hearts of those who seek the Lord rejoice.Look to the Lord and his strength; seek his face always.” – Psalm 105:1-4
Question for you: What gift caught your heart’s attention today?