Friday, August 29, 2008

Peaches, Jazz, and Family

I wonder what our joy looks like to God as He observes us having fun. Does he throw his head back and roar with laughter? What must it look like when He is delighted? His word plainly tells us that He does experience delight. It is written in Zephaniah 3:17:

"The Lord your God is with you,

He is mighty to save.

He will take great delight in you,

He will quiet you with his love,

He will rejoice over you with singing.”


I'm not sure what it looks like, but I do feel His pleasure on nights like tonight. After a late dinner, Paul Burton put on some easy listening jazz music, and we all stood at the kitchen counter peeling a bushel of peaches. Qavah was dancing to the music and one of my favorite Norah Jones songs came on the radio. My husband stopped what he was doing to dance with me in the kitchen. While Kathryn and Paul Burton treated the moment with respectable giggling, Qavah laughed her head off loudly. She screeched as she jumped up and down saying, "Look Kathryn! Daddy is dancing with Mommy!" Out of nowhere I remembered that God sees, and I can actually say I could feel His pleasure. We danced, told stories about our week, peeled and sliced peaches, and put them in the freezer to be made into those wonderful mid-winter hot peach cobblers.

We've been celebrating this week. Paul and I had our first date thirty-five years ago which is pretty special to us. We've spent a couple evenings this week thinking back with nostalgia. It's funny how even with the passing years and millions of details we've handled since, our first date hasn't dimmed in our memories. On our first date we went to get a bite to eat at the only burger place in town, then gathered up our order and drove to the park to eat it. We talked about everything and laughed a lot. It may have seemed like no big deal to anyone but us. But looking back we can both say we felt God's pleasure in making that match. I'll bet there was some singing over us that evening. As we danced tonight after thirty-five years, I can imagine that His song is even sweeter.