This has absolutely nothing to do with simplifying or organizing….just really felt the need to share.
My two kiddos started swimming lessons today, which has been THE dreaded event of the summer. Every week or so, someone would murmur about having to go, and I would say yes, you’re going, and the grumbles would begin. Normally my kids love to be in a pool, but this was the first year (out of four) that they haven’t been in the same class, together, offering each other the unspoken support that only a sibling can provide. Last year my son moved on, while my daughter didn’t. So this year, the threat of impending lessons has caused nothing but misery.
They woke up this morning having completely forgotten about it. All morning they played, until about 10:00, when I called them up from the basement for snack and told them they’d need to get their suits on so we’d be ready to go….the whole time, praying that the word “swimsuit” wouldn’t result in a total meltdown. (Usually they are quite thoughtful and take turns having fits; this was one instance I could have had them both explode at once.) God provided peace; they seemed resigned to their fate instead of rebellious, and we had a good talk about nervous feelings and being brave trying something new and alone.
Thirty minutes later we were headed to the pool, and I was praying thanks to God for giving me fairly peaceful kids in what could have been a really difficult situation, when….wait…there was a familiar car up ahead. It couldn’t be…. The car turned. We turned. No way….. The car turned into the parking lot, and we followed. Not possible!!!
Yes. Friends. The very first friends my husband and I had here; the friends who were in this city even before we were; friends from my husband’s grad school days who we’ve known for….wow, a long time….two boys piling out of the car and me yelling at their mom “You have got to be kidding me!” Not a joke…the boys were all in the same class.
Shortly after, my daughter discovered a friend from school in her class. (Not quite as surprising as the previous discovery….my little social butterfly can’t not find a friend somewhere.)
Leaving the pool, my daughter looked at me with a huge smile and announced, “I can’t wait to come back tomorrow!!”
Proof, yet again, that God really does care about the littlest of things….even nervous kids and swimming lessons….and will provide “even more than we can ask or imagine.”
“Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten by God. Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.” (Luke 12:6-7)