Recently we enjoyed another visit with most of our nieces and one grand niece. The little one, “V” is about 19 months old. Each visit she has become a little more comfortable with her UJ (Uncle Jerry, who she currently calls “UUUUh”). Over her life we’ve seen her grow from cautiously watching him from a distance, to toddling near his wheelchair, to sitting on the back of it (where she thinks he can’t see her) to now stepping up on it and high fiving UJ,and of course admiring the “lights.”.
V checks out UJ and his chair on an earlier visit this year.
What was particularly intriguing this visit is that her seemingly warm feelings toward UJ only happened when he was “in his rightful place” – in the corner of the living room by his table. When he is there “all is right in her world.” When we tried to have her interact with UJ in another room or outside, she was adamant (as an almost two year old can be) that life was off kilter.
My propensity to ponder these moments of life showed me a corollary to God. When I allow God His rightful place in my life (on the throne) all is right with my world (even when it may seem on the surface that it is not). When I displace Him from my heart’s throne and put something else there God is not “where He belongs” and my life shows it.
So very thankful for the “littles” (of all ages) in my life who bring me wonderful times of reflection with great joy.