Pastor John ruined our Thursday morning.
In a good way!
He sent the link for the video below, which I watched early Thursday morning. I told Dianne she needed to watch it, so we did so together. Then, as the children got up, they all watched it as well.
We are not a well-oiled machine to begin with, but we generally know we have to keep moving to get everyone where they need to be. Taking out 30 minutes from our routine basically meant we were in a mad scramble the rest of the morning!
Yet, not a complaint could be found; we were all pretty happy.
This is what ruined our morning:
What is it in our hearts that wants to know others understand, that we aren’t alone, that there are people who don’t just live a life of disability, but live THIS life of disability?
From the moment I saw this dad lift his son and guide him to the center of stage – I’ve lifted Paul like that, with his elbows close in to the body! That little cane with the marshmallow tip – Paul had one of those for years! That little hand making sure his dad was near – that’s what Paul does! The finger flicking, the rocking while he sang, the thumb and fingers around his chin and neck – Paul does that!
The unselfconscious singing.
Even his dad admitting he might not be able to keep his composure!
Yes, it was sweet.
God is good.
And this is still my favorite ‘catch’ of Paul singing!