Little Things in Life...

Recently we enjoyed two nights of fireworks, and I LOVE fireworks (Lisa more than I do) but I also want my little girl to have the same joy, but we are not on the same page.  The first night, Sunday, the town of Fuquay-Varina treated all to a good show, but about half-way through, Mary spotted two lightning bugs (fire flies for some), and then everything changed.  She was so excited to see the lightning bugs she completely forgot everything else.  Not that I am critical of her joyous discovery, but we see them quite regularly.  However, for this four year old, time seemed to stand still as she enjoyed seeing them close up AND chasing them in hopes of catching them in her tiny, precious hands.  With the help of mom, she was able to hold them and watch them light up in her excited hands.  Meanwhile, the clash, bang, boom of fireworks were for naught.  She was celebrating in her own style...Mary-style.  The second night of fireworks, Monday, the Adcock family hosted a celebration that was grand on any scale.  Mary did not know what to do: sit on daddy's lap, sit on mommy's lap, sit in her monkey chair, move her monkey chair, eat dessert, drink, and then repeat the process.  She did manage to observe the fireworks more closely this night, but her thoughts were on another joy...tire swing.  The Adcock's have the old-fashioned tire swing that beckoned Mary's attention all evening.  As soon as the fireworks ceased, Mary made the petition to go to the swing.  We were one of the last ones to leave the Adcock plantation in the now pitch dark, but one could clearly see the large smile etched across Mary's face.  A grand night for all.  So no matter how you celebrate, just remember to celebrate.  My way may not be your preference, but that is alright, just celebrate.  This also applies to our worship in church.  We have different styles and methods, but what matters in the end is that we worship God...we exist for His pleasure, not ours.  Have a great day!