When my son was 4 years old, he would play with his Thomas The Train set. While he was playing, he would get on the floor so he was eye level with the wheels of the train. He watched closely. It was like he was fascinated by how the wheels of the train made it move.
Well, my boy-my sweet, silly boy turned 8 last month. And it’s been a little tough these days! He wants things his way, he’s becoming more sarcastic, and way more picky with his food. He used to be my little boy who got excited to come to the store with me. Now he’d rather watch tv or play games on the iPad. Sometimes it’s frustrating. Other times I want him to be 4 again, when he was so cute and compliant.
This particular day my 8 year old’s chore was unloading the dishwasher. I walked into the kitchen and saw something that made me smile. He was kneeling next to the open dishwasher. He was slowly pulling the bottom rack in and out, carefully looking at the wheels that made it move.
I immediately remembered him doing that with Thomas the Train. I saw a glimpse of that boy at the dishwasher. That same curious, smart, beautiful boy that I have gotten the pleasure to live with for the last 8 years. It made me pause. It reminded me of an easier time. (My gosh, what’s high school going to be like?) The best thing about both stories is-I was present each time. And I don’t mean physically present like “in the same room” as him. Nope. I mean mentally present! Able to see and appreciate what’s going on around me! Present enough 4 years ago to enjoy the moment and let it soak into my memory. And then present enough this time around to pause, notice what he was doing, and make a connection to the younger him. It was very peaceful. And these peaceful, present moments are exactly where I want to spend my time. Even if it’s a little harder these days.
2 Corinthians 4:17~For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweigh them all.~