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Joy: From the Ground Up

In God’s Hands November 2, 2013

It’s normal for leaves to fall from the sky in my part of the world this time of year. Especially in my backyard paradise, where we have a few exceptionally large trees. As a result, a blanket of gold and orange currently coats the grass (or so my people tell me – it’s kind of tough for me to decipher these colors). But the leaves weren’t the only thing to fall from the sky today.

I was ruffling around in my backyard (aka leaf blanket) this morning when I got a surprise visit from two of my favorite little people and their parents. Apparently it wasn’t a surprise to my people, but they hadn’t said anything about Sophie and Sam coming by to spend the day with us. I suppose this may have been a proactive decision, as the mention of their names may have sent me into an excited panic until they arrived. But that’s neither here nor there.

Cuddles with SophieAfter their parents left, we sat together – Sam, Sophie, my dad, my mom and I – in the living room for a bit. (All right, more like cuddled. I nuzzled my way into Sophie’s lap pretty much the second she sat down). The television was turned to the local news station (where I’m proud to say my aunt works) and they were interviewing season 8 American Idol finalist Danny Gokey.

“God’s written a beautiful story for people,” he told the interviewer, “you just have to walk into it and embrace it.” I was touched by this idea, as I am a believer in embracing the good in all people, places, and things that make up my life story. But then she said it and my heart really turned to mush.

“When I was little,” nine-year-old Sophie said, “I used to think God had the world in His hands.” She was sure to clarify that now that she’s grown up she knows God isn’t actually floating in space holding the world in His hands, “but He’s still got us all taken care of.”

The leaves weren’t the only thing falling from the sky today. So was joy. From above. Wherever I looked, it seemed determined to find me in its varied poignant messages. God may not be physically holding the world from his perch in space, but He was certainly present in my mind today. As well as in my heart.


13 Responses to “In God’s Hands”

  1. kiwiskan Says:

    and Sophie looks lovely too

  2. huntmode Says:

    Beautiful, Dog! Nice way to start my Sunday. Thanks, Wyles. Love The HuntModes

  3. Sophie is so beautiful. Her smile jumps right out of her picture. I love when that happens. Mom always says thank you to God for “walking with us.” We say it in all of our prayers. Even when Mom needed surgery on her knee and we walked really really slowly with a cane, God walked with us. Now we walk a lot faster, but God (and I) can keep up!

    Love and licks,

    • Dear Cupcake,
      Sophie came to visit the blog and she wanted me to tell you she appreciates your compliments. I love your Mom’s idea about God walking with us…especially since our moms are kindred spirits of sorts with the knee issues. How is her knee doing? It’s almost been a year since my mom’s surgery- that seems unreal to me! Keep on keeping up with your Mom on those walks, dear one!
      Lots of love,

      • Mom’s shiny new knee is perfect. It’s been about 4 months, and she doesn’t even think about it when we go walking. We just walk!!

      • I’m so glad to hear that! It’s almost been a year since mom’s surgery. I think I might blog about that in a few days on the anniversary – a good opportunity to reflect on how far we’ve come. 🙂
        Lots of love to you and Mom,

  4. That Sophie is one smart young lady. I like that quote from the Idol person. Sounds like you had an all around blessed day. Thanks for sharing.

  5. I’m sure god has the world in his hands (maybe mataphoric?), so Sophie was right and he holds a protecting hand over all of us. Have a super sunday Wiley :o)

  6. Reblogged this on Wiley's Wisdom and commented:

    It’s a pretty beautiful idea.

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