Freeze-Frame

     Yesterday was one of those rare days you just want to freeze-frame in your memory to remember and to savor.  I am not a Black Friday shopper, but I did indulge in the sales at Bass Pro Shop on the day before Thanksgiving.  It’s one of our children’s favorite stores, so it was like one stop shopping complete with a gift card in hand and accumulated points for money off of our final bill.  Originally, it was going to be just Rebekah and me doing the shopping because Clif had a haircut appointment and Daniel has just felt flat-out awful lately.  To our surprise, Daniel decided at the last minute he wanted to go with us.  His decision to ride with us was a miracle in itself, since he’s been bedridden for all of October and most of November as well.

      One wrong turn and 45 minutes later, but we finally got to the packed Bass Pro parking lot.  The parking lot was full so I dropped them off at the door and went on the hunt to find a parking space.  Finally, I made it inside the store and saw them smiling and waiting for me. I know that sounds really sappy, but when I see my son smiling and actually enjoying being somewhere besides his bed, it takes every bit of self-control I have not to burst out into grateful tears.  Maybe it was because it was the beginning of the holiday season, or maybe everyone was just in a great mood, but the customer service was superb and hospitable.  Rebekah took him to another part of the store so I could find a possible Christmas gift for him.  She sent me texts in the store of things he was looking at and trying on in the store.  Makes you wonder how we survived without cell phones!

      After about 30 minutes in the store, we caught up with each other and just piddled around looking at everything together.  Yes, I took my coat and covered up everything in the cart so they couldn’t see anything!  Right before I was going to check out, Daniel stated he was really tired and needed to go sit down.  Rebekah took him to the car while I stood in line to check-out.  In line, I was silently praising God, “Thank you LORD, I had him for one whole hour today. I praise YOU for this glorious blessing.” 

     As we were leaving the parking lot, in the rain and sleet, Daniel stated that he would really like to the Green Top Store since we were so close.  I hadn’t planned on stopping there, but if he wanted to go, then we would go.  Off we went to another packed parking lot!  In the store, I headed toward the cooking products and they went to check out the ammo and the newest guns in the cases.  It was just so heartwarming to see their two heads together bent down and looking together.  After they had their fill of looking around, we headed back to the car to head to my sister’s house to visit for a little while.  She only lives a few minutes from Bass Pro shop.

    At her house. I watched Daniel engage in conversation with everyone, play with their dogs and heard him laugh along with all of us. Simple, ordinary tasks we take for granted on a daily basis, and I just want to freeze-frame every single moment of being ordinary.  His illness has taught me to be thankful for ordinary moments that are so often overlooked. Often, parents don’t even think about the blessing of their child waking up in the morning, getting dressed and going about their day.  Now, I cling to these moments when we briefly have our son back in an ordinary day. 

    Freeze-frame the moment, remember the goodness, cling to the promise that God WILL turn all to His good.  I’m waiting and praising in the hallway until the windows and doors open like floodgates pouring out HIS love and goodness.

    

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