
Well, I need to go and buy some more track shoes. . .
JAKE IS CRAWLING!
Yesterday he was having a bout with colic and was crying pretty hard, so we put him down on the floor on his tummy with some toys thinking that would help him feel a little better, and the next thing we knew he was up and rocking and actually started moving forward a little bit. Rob and I almost cried with excitement! :) Then we moved to different places in the room and asked him to crawl to us and he did.
So my friend came over last night and I tried to get Jake to crawl to me then, and would he? NO!
Fortunately I had videoed it the first time, so I had to show her the video of course! : )
Well then, this morning I tried to get him to crawl to different toys and to me and he would move one hand and one leg and the PLOP back on his tummy and fuss.
I figured he would just do it when he felt like it. . .
And he did. What he felt like crawling to is the one thing OFF LIMITS to him - the couch where our computer and tv chords are hidden. He knows they are there and he loves them. He has been told no millions of times already and has even had his hand smacked several times. . .
Well, after his second nursing this morning, I put him down on the floor to play and what does he do??? He crawls about 5 feet to the couch and chords.
I marveled! and wondered? What could I get him to crawl to like that? He didn't get that excited or enthused to crawl to me or Rob or any of his toys, but to the one forbidden object. Kind of made me think about the garden of Eden. We truly are born in sin.
And in some ways that attitude never leaves us. I see it in myself the way I get so excited about temporal trinkets - something as minor as my favorite dessert or a good book, or song, or movie, or a big win, and yet I am not that excited about God and what He has done for me; I do not express as much disspoinment in myself when I sin and choose to serve myself rather than others as I do when my favorite team loses ( sorry to the Clemson fans, but at least they made it to the ACC. ) It's kind of like crawling to the one forbidden object when you have a floor full of toys. . . kind of like taking the one forbidden fruit, when you have all of Eden to enjoy. . .
Are you enjoying God and excited and passionate about what He is excited and passionate about? Are you crawling to Him (enjoying Eden) or crawling to the couch and chords (eating the one forbidden fruit)?
Just some thoughts. . .

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