Saturday, May 17, 2008

The Performance of a Lifetime...

Last night my youngest daughter danced in her first ballet... Peter Pan. She is only 7 years old. So of course... she played a very small part in the production... BUT, can I just tell you that she was awesome. It lasted over two hours... and her part was in the last 10 minutes. I can't tell you that it was the most fun that I have ever had... but the moment my Anna danced onto that stage... MY heart was melting inside of me. I don't think you could have wiped the grin off of my face even if you had promised me a lifetime of free Starbucks lattas... my gaze would have never even budged off of her. I cannot even express the thrill in my heart... the joy in my heart... the pride in my heart, that those few minutes brought to me. I couldn't wait to get my hands on her after that performance. I could not wait to congratulate her on her excellent job. I could not wait to see her smiling face as I went backstage to pick her up. Unbelievable.

This morning after my quiet time, as I thought back over last night, I sensed God saying, " I know just how you feel, My Son did an excellent job."

I thought about the Words in Matthew 3:17, "This is my Son, whom I love; with him I am well pleased". God spoke that from the portals of heaven when Christ was baptized.

I thought about the time that satan tempted Christ in the desert... and Christ stood up to him with scripture.

I thought about the wedding and the lack of wine... and Christ performed His first miracle.

I thought about the storm that tossed the disciples' boat to and fro... and Jesus stepped out and calmed the storm.

I thought about all those hungry people on that hillside and the little boy sharing his lunch of fish and bread... and Christ fed 5000 people with it.

I thought about Mary and Martha crying by the grave of their brother Lazarus... and Christ calling out "Lazarus come out!" and him coming out alive.

I thought about Jesus standing before Pilate and saying, "You are right in saying that I am a king. In fact, for this reason I was born, and for this I came into the world, to testify to the truth." (John 18:37).

I thought about Christ hanging on that cross asking for forgiveness for the very people that were putting him to death. The very people that He came to save... but they didn't realize it.

AND then I thought of the three days that God waited before He finally called out to Christ and called Him out of the grave.

Wow! I cannot imagine the thrill in God's heart, the joy in His heart, and the pride in His heart, as He watched His Son live out the life that He had planned for Him. A life of obedience. A life of submission. A life that brought us redemption. A life that reconciled all things to Himself. The anticipation of being able to get his hands on Him after the completion of the plan.

But that's not it... I then sensed Him saying, "I feel the same way about you, Lynn". To think that God watches every move I make... every thought that I think, every word I speak... and how He must just about bust with joy when I live out my life in a way that looks just like His Son. When I live a life that shows the world who He is. When I lead a life that leads others to Him.

We love because He first loved us. 1 John 4:19

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Amanda said...

This post melted my heart. I was almost tearful as I felt the pride you had for your daughter and then thought about God's pride for Jesus and for me. I really appreciated your sharing this with us...God is so AWESOME!!! Your little girl is beautiful and I would have been the same way. I just sit and smile all day watching Jacob do "ordinary" things, but to this mommy...they are always extra-"ordinary". Isn't it wonderful that God lets us experience parenting and get a glimpse of what it's like to Him.

Have a great weekend.

Amanda said...

I'm missing church because my baby girl has pink eye... so I'm bowsing on here during her nap... and I read this. Thank you so much for that beautiful picture you painted! I often think about life with God being like a dance... letting Him lead me. I'm not a very dancer. We're working on that. But at times I know I'm supposed to step out and reach out to people... kind of dancing on my own, so to speak... but It's what He taught me. So, I'm not dancing alone... I'm just teaching someone else, what He has taught me... so maybe they can dance with Him too.

Loved this Lynn, thanks.

elaine @ peace for the journey said...

I've probably shared this with you before, but it's worth repeating.

The greatest joy I've have known and know as a mother is watching my children becoming...

Becoming the young men and women God has meant for them to be. I pray every night that they will catch a vision for all things eternal early on and then to walk in that vision the rest of their days.

You are doing a good job, mom. Sitting through yet another performance...waiting in anticipation for the end, for the best has been saved for last. The dance of a daughter.

Come to think of it...that's what I'm waiting for too! Our King awaits our arrival.

Thanks for blessing my heart this night.


Regina said...

To think He's busting with joy over me ~ I can hardly comprehend it.

Tracy said...

This is so beautiful! So happy for you and your daughter...what a moment that must have been. I know exactly what you mean about feeling such joy and being so anxious to tell them how well they did and how proud you are. Wow, and to think God thinks that not only of His Son, but of US! You've given me a fresh appreciation of this today...and that really makes me smile!
Thanks so much.


P.S. And thanks for what you shared in your comment to me. God is so good to us, isn't He? ; )

Kelley said...

Hi Lynn,
I am so glad you stopped by and commented on my site. You have a beautiful blog and this story is so inspiring! I love how God uses our role as Moms to teach us about life and our relationship with Him. Congratulations to your daughter, I know what a big deal dance recitals are and I never made it through one with dry eyes. I'm looking forward to visiting you again soon....

Beverly said...

Hey Lynn,
My daughter danced for 15 years and I felt the very same way in her every year of dance. I felt excited every time I watched her.
Thanks for your awesome blog, it really had a lot of meaning for me.

Congrats on your son's upcoming graduation.