“Higher, mommy, higher! Right up to the trees!” My little boy screamed as I pushed him on the swings.
“Just one more under-duck, mommy! Higher, higher!”
His shrill giggle caused everyone walking by to stop and smile.
“Higher, mommy, higher! I see the leaves!’
In that moment my only purpose in life was to see how high I could push him, as he laughed and screamed more and more.
There is something so mesmerizing about a swing.
Back and forth, back and forth.
It’s not going anywhere, not making any progress. You just get to enjoy the movement.
Everything in time stands still.
Everyone who stopped to smile at the squealing boy was longing for something; the innocence of simply being. Not going or doing or proving or striving. Just swinging in the moment. So peaceful. So fun. Just time to laugh, scream, and shriek.
Back and forth. Back and forth.
This speaks to me of what I long for my relationship with God to be. Enjoying the thrill as He takes me higher and higher, pushing me so beyond my comfort zone. Then resting in the times of slow, rhythmic swaying.
“So don’t worry about these things, saying, ‘What will we eat? What will we drink? What will we wear?’ These things dominate the thoughts of unbelievers, but your heavenly Father already knows all your needs. Seek the Kingdom of God above all else, and live righteously, and he will give you everything you need.
When I think of swinging I think of peace. Peace to not worry about what’s going to come my way.
Peace that goes beyond what make sense in my circumstance.
Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
If life seems mediocre, or boring maybe we can be brave enough to say
“God push me. Higher, Lord, Higher!”
Just try to hold on.