Friday night, Gracie and MaKenna, two of my precious granddaughters, spent the night with me. They were the sweetest little girls. We watched a movie and then the girls reenacted parts of the movie over and over and over. They gave me a foot massage which was wonderful. In fact, one would get on her hands and knees so that I could use her back as a stool while the other one massaged one foot and then they would swap positions. They have had several pedicures themselves so they really know how to make your feet feel good.
But the most important thing that we did was laugh. We laughed and laughed. Everything was funny. We just enjoyed each other and nothing else mattered. Not once did they say a cross word to each other, which is unusual for them. (LOL) I didn’t think much about it because we do this often.
The next morning the following story was in my daily devotion from God’s Minute.
A little boy wanted to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to where God lived, so he packed his suitcase with Twinkies and a six pack of root beer and he started his journey. When he had gone about three blocks, he met an old woman. She was sitting in the park just staring at some pigeons. The boy sat down next to her and opened his suitcase. He was about to take a drink from his root beer when he noticed that the old lady looked hungry, so he offered her a Twinkie. She gratefully accepted it and smiled at him. Her smile was so pretty that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered her a root beer. Again, she smiled at him. The boy was delighted. They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling, but they never said a word. As it grew dark, the boy realized how tired he was and he got up to leave, but before he had gone more than a few steps, he turned around, ran back to the old woman, and gave her a hug. She gave him her biggest smile ever. When the boy opened the door to his own house a short time later, his mother was surprised by the look of joy on his face. She asked him, “What did you do today that made you so happy?” He replied, “I had lunch with God.” But before his mother could respond, he added, “You know what? She’s got the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen!” Meanwhile, the old woman, also radiant with joy, returned to her home. Her son was stunned by the look of peace on her face and he asked, “Mother, what did you do today that made you so happy?” She replied, “I ate Twinkies in the park with God.” However, before her son responded, she added, “You know, he’s much younger than I expected.” Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. People come into our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. Embrace all equally! Author Unknown
As a read the story, I thought back to the night before. I take moments like that for granted. If only I could have the faith of and see things through the eyes of a small child. If only I could have the wisdom of the elderly people who understand the important things in life. I never really stop and think about these special moments. Many times I don’t even slow down long enough to enjoy these special moments.
And then the thought struck me: This is what heaven is going to be like. No crying, no fussing, no worries, no cares, only happy moments! I think God was trying to show me that even though I am still grieving over the loss of Mike, that if I just stop and look around, I will be able to see lots of things to be thankful for and that I will realize these special moments with my grandchildren are just a small sample of what it will be like in Heaven. So I’m going to start thinking of these moments as ‘Little Bits of Heaven in My Life.’