All The Smiles I Know*

Wherever we're coming from today, there are millions of reasons to be excited, to be joyful, and to smile. Here are all the smiles I know today (aka things to be thankful for/reasons to be joyful):

It's Palm Sunday people - let's shout Hosanna! Over 2000 years ago, my great and mighty King entered His city triumphantly, and the people turned and worshipped. A week later they brutally killed Him. (Not to worry, three days later He socked it to 'em and rose from the dead, conquering the grave.) Today, I smile knowing that He still reigns, in my heart and from His throne. I smile knowing that one day He will enter that city again, and all knees will bow before Him. He is so mighty, my beautiful King.

I know the best kids. Seriously I do. They fight invisible lions, search for buried treasure, are bunnies, and puppies and crimefighters and superheroes and princesses and fairy unicorns. And each one of them is just amazingly wonderfully unique and fantastic in their own way. They sing to the Lord, and talk of His great love with wide, awestruck eyes. They go out of their way fearlessly, to be open, and welcoming and loving. They live without the social hindrances that us adults impose on ourselves, to be cool, to hide our enthusiasm, to reign in our love. They'll shout their hellos from across a crowded room, and run up an aisle because they're excited about church. I can't express in words how my heart brims up and spills over with love for them, and pride at seeing who they are, and joy when I'm in their presence. All I can do is just smile, really really big and authentically and goofily. I have them to thank for that.

And if the little kids I know are great (and they are) how much more so the young adults I know? I'm continually amazed at how their godly character continues to reveal itself amidst hilarious senses of humor, slightly humbling intelligence and culture defying politeness. I have nothing but a giant "Pshaw" to those people out there who will say that they aren't extraordinary, much less good kids, because they make fart jokes or tease too sarcastically. Do we really fail to see that they truly are great, just the way they are? Or are we so dead set on believing they're not, because we don't expect them to be, based on our own staunch biases against their generation? People, let's not be so caught up in expecting them to be mediocre and undeserving of our respect or praise, that we actually fail to see that they defy those stereotypes completely! They deserve so much more from us, both in admiration and in continuing to challenge and push them to grow. To all their critics, whether parents or just other adults, I say back off! Because personally, I am crazy proud of them, honored to work alongside them, and excited to watch and see how God will continue to shape them into the adult servants of Himself that He has them poised to be. Life at the cusp, with their limitless potential, is exciting! Let's help them learn to greet it with a smile.

Sometimes the little things make me smile too. Listening to a friend crack himself up at his own jokes, getting a new book (Abraham Lincoln, Vampire Hunter. YEESSSS!!!), bright sunshiney days, the fast approach of sundress weather, Holy Week, knowing Easter's right around the corner, singing my favorite hymns, sitting around just chatting with friends, laughing when they put their foot in their mouth and try to backpedal only to dig deeper, driving with the windows down, Sunday naps.....speaking of which, it's about time.

When I was a kid, we were pretty poor, and after my parent's divorced, my mom and I had to share a bedroom in a little one bedroom place. I remember laying in bed, the moon shining in through our curtainless windows, reflecting off my mom's bright, gleaming white teeth, and getting really annoyed. Who sleeps with a smile? I'd lean over to wake her up and tell her "Close your mouth. I can't sleep because your smile is too bright and it's keeping me up!" I'm sure that today, as I rush home to crawl in bed and get my Sunday nap in, lulled by the sound of birds chirping outside, I'll be a chip off the old block, smiling as I fall asleep. Even in a world that's overwhelming, with decisions and choices and responsibilities and fears, life is good. God is good. His blessings in my life are just another smile I know.





*P.S. Props to my awesome friend Micah for the blog post title inspiration.

How Fun Was My Easter?

I don't know, but by the looks of it, pretty darn fun. You tell me.

Great News!

I just got some great news, and I am so excited I could pee on myself. I won't. A BIG area of concern in my life just got resolved, and with blessed results. I am so relieved - God is so faithful!

What could make this week even better? I have the rest of the day and all day tomorrow off work... AND I get to spend time with Josiah and Ana tomorrow as Michelle cuts my hair. My favorite family, and my favorite kids, and a haircut? Come on, it doesn't get much better!! I mean, look at how much fun Josiah and I have when we hang out.... granted, this was the Science Museum, where he could hardly contain his excitement over dinosaurs, but still.


Last time we were hanging out, I came over for a snow day, and after braving a blizzard to make some snow angels in the backyard, he, Ana and myself sat down to watch Polar Express. About half an hour into the movie, Josiah asked me:

Josiah: "Aunt Trinette, who's your best friend?"
Me: "Well, you are Josiah"
Josiah: "Aunt Trinette, who's your other best friend?"
Me: "Well, I think Ana is"
Josiah (frustrated now): "No, Aunt Trinette, who's your other, other best friend?"
Me: "Hmm, I don't know Josiah, I don't think I have another best friend"
Josiah: "It's Uncle Scott, isn't it? Uncle Scott is your other best friend."

Yeah kid. Not so sure about that! Anyway, that was a tangent.

So, back to good news and God's grace. For those of you who may be struggling, not seeing God's grace in their lives - trust me, it is there. Even when we can't see it, it is ever present, in our littlest breath. I have begun to come through a very dark patch in life, and am merely at the beginning. I have thought, many times over, that there was no hope, no grace and that I was on my own to face His discipline. Our God is a loving Father. He does love us and wants His best for us. But part of that is to come through darkness, leave sin behind and stay faithful. He is always at the other end, brightly shining in His glory, abounding in grace, mercy and love.