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Topic: IT'S CHILD'S PLAY (06/06/19)
- TITLE: Waxing Nostalgic
By Stephen Kimball
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My parents are no longer able to make the five-hour drive to see us so, several times a year, we pack up the van and the kids and go for a long weekend visit. I would cherish these times together wherever we were but part of the charm of visiting them in their home is that it never fails to bring me back to a precious time in my life, a time that exists only in the recesses of my memory. Recollections I hold on to dearly but share with no one.
My wife and I stay in the “guest bedroom” and even though it has been repainted and refurnished, over the years, this room in particular contains a wellspring of memories. A lifetime ago, every weekend was spent in this room with my firstborn, Tylor. He is a man now, with his own family to raise but when I close my eyes I can still envision this room a “Koosh ball” stadium by day and an observatory by night, as the universe of plastic glow-in-the-dark stars, moons, galaxies and comets that come alive when the lights go dark are still in place today. How full of life this place was back then.
Years passed and the room, for a time, was occupied by my elderly Aunt Sophia. During her stay the room no longer felt energetic and friendly. Aunt Sophia seldom left her favorite chair except to eat and sleep. She mostly kept to herself, which was fine due to her paranoia and that ever-present dirty diaper odor that inhabited what was then her living space.
Aunt Sophia is gone now, it’s been a decade or so. The room has been redecorated with a fresh, clean look and the smell is long gone too. Today, I delight to see my much younger children enjoying this room in a nostalgic way. How they love to explore the closet which still houses many treasures from the past. There are games to play and books to read and a toy box left behind that is full of adventures.
Sitting in Aunt Sophia’s favorite chair, gazing up at the universe above me, I contemplate the hints of old that are splashed about in an environment of new and I feel as though God is giving me a glimpse into His heart. I wonder if He who spun the real stars with His hands, like child’s play, and created the Universe which He declared to be “good” looks at the world today with all of its sin and decay and smiles when He sees something that reminds him of how things should be; of how it was back in the Garden. I wonder if He muses about His children, one day, exploring the “new earth” as it was meant to be. I wonder if God waxes nostalgic. I can’t wait for the day I make my creator smile as I discover all the joys he has in store for me.
Thank you, Jesus.
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