One for the Money, Two for the Show

Tonight was Caleb's stage debut. His school had a pageant for all the children. His class "sang" Rudolph while dancing and wearing antlers. They were certainly cute! I wasn't sure what to expect from Caleb in his first on stage appearance. I didn't know if he'd be the child singing in the microphone, the one dancing center stage, or just staring out at the crowd. Instead he surprised me as the wanderer. He came onto stage very determined as though he knew what he was doing. He stopped center stage to turn his back and look the back drop up and down. Then he took his antlers off and wandered off stage right. He was steered back to the center and his antlers were placed back on his head. He then became intrigued with the projection screen stage left that showed snow falling. Finally, he had to explore the Christmas tree on stage. Here are a few photos to give you an idea...

Here he is center stage:

Please look for him on the far left watching the screen and playing with the tree:

You Come from Mozambique

Just because I don't know all the words to a song doesn't stop me from belting out what I think they are at the top of my lungs. Although occasionally I do have to stop and question why something doesn't quite make sense. This was the case with the song 'Everlasting God' by Lincoln Brewster. For a time, I was singing "Strength will rise as we wait upon the Lord...You're the defender of the weak, You come from Mozambique". Stop. What? That doesn't make a bit of sense, the Lord doesn't come from Mozambique. That's when I had to google the lyrics and it all made sense "You comfort those in need."

Being the mother of a two year old, I often find myself interpreting what Caleb is saying. One of my favorites as of late is when he says "baby soup" he is referring to his bathing suit. Of course, I do become frustrated when I cannot interpret his words for myself. Every day his speech becomes a little clearer and his vocabulary continues to grow.

As a child of God, I imagine this is how my prayers sound to my Father. Fortunately, I have the Holy Spirit to interpret my mumbles and sentence fragments. Every day my relationship grows with the Lord and as I get to know Him everything becomes a little clearer.