Glimpes of Heaven

Some days I try to imagine what my sweet boy, Jenson, is experiencing in heaven.  It must be amazing.

Until that day, I'll hold onto glimpses of heaven...

Glimpses of Heaven

It doesn't happen every day
But on certain days I see

Little tiny windows 
Into how heaven must be

A blue sky filled with streaks of white
A colorful sunset greeting me at night

A stranger with a big bright smile
A friend going the extra mile

The sunshine warming me inside and out
An encouraging word that erases all doubt

The intricacy of an orchid in bloom
A twinkling eye that lights up a room

Springtime when new life appears
A friend providing a listening ear

Beauty in diversity
God giving me fresh eyes to see

And the greatest glimpse into heaven
Love that transcends human understanding

Too Fast

"Mommy, slow down.  You're walking too fast,"  Sydney says as she pulls my hand back trying to get me to stop in my tracks.

I realize with my long legs moving at a brisk pace, it must feel like sprinting to her.  I'm reminded this is not the first time recently she has said these words.  And this time we are simply going to get a slice of pepperoni pizza at her favorite California pizza shop "Pizza My Heart". 

This is supposed to be a day to be with my daughter, just the girls.  I don't have any deadlines.  I'm not even over booked.  All my normal excuses for why I'm walking so fast don't apply.  Really, what am I rushing around for? 

Sometimes I can get caught up in the rush of life.  It's like I'm walking on a fast-paced treadmill - I keep going faster and fast, but I'm not really getting anywhere.  

With Sydney's astute observation, I attempt to shift out of high gear into normal speed.  But old habits are hard to break.  She reminds me again two days later.

"Slow down.  You're walking too fast."

Step off the treadmill to nowhere.  Slow down.

Kristin