Alyssa | I Don’t Want to Miss A Thing

On Sunday my baby girl made a big decision during kids’ church. She said “Yes” to Jesus. Her teacher told me about it.

Alyssa is my quiet one. She didn’t say a word, but I could see her joy in her smile and feel her excitement through her tiny hand.

Oh Lord, I don’t want to miss a thing in this moment!

When Aly was a baby she cried for the majority of her first year. I did my best to keep a good attitude in those days so on the days she cried and would not be satisfied with anything else we danced around to Aerosmith’s “I Don’t Want to Miss a Thing”…. over and over and over for my sanity and her comfort. I know it’s so spiritual… Aerosmith. It worked though. And sometimes we still dance to that song.

She is who she is now. She always has been. She accepted Truth on Sunday for the first time, but it won’t be the last.

Does she understand it? Of course not…. neither do I. Following Jesus isn’t about understanding, it’s about believing. It’s about accepting your true identity every single day of your life. She is who she is – The Bride of Christ. She will have to choose to believe that every day, regardless of how she feels.

But I don’t want to miss a single thing… And as a mother, that means teaching her the Truth of Scripture. It means I get to tell her who she is every day…

“I will work hard to make sure you always remember these things after I am gone.”

Jesus is who He says He is. Savior. Redeemer. Lord of Lords. King of Kings. Regardless of how she feels or what she believes. Believing something else about Jesus isn’t going to change who HE is, but it will change who SHE is. Believing Jesus is anything other than Savior of the world will affect her story deeply.

Her story is starting out a lot like many of the stories I have heard over the past year.

“I accepted Christ as a kid. I don’t remember much about it but my mom tells me I was 5, or 6, or 7 and she prayed with me and… well that’s it.”

I’ve watched the faces of many women as they say those words and then stare off into space. After a while she looks back at me and says…

“I don’t really HAVE a story to tell.”

To all the girls who feel like they have known Jesus their WHOLE life and don’t remember Him not being “there”…. Today I am thinking of YOU and my little Aly Beth. Because her story started out just like yours… and I don’t want you to miss a thing…

“Aly Beth, you made a big decision today, didn’t you.”

She smiles shyly.

“Yes.”

“Jesus loves you SO MUCH! He has loved you forever. That’s hard to understand, but it’s true. Do you remember what Audrey did last year when she made that big decision for the first time?”

Aly gives a questioning look and then I see the light bulb come on in her eyes.

“The DRESS! Do I get to wear it?”

“Yep! Today is the day!!”

We drove way south of our home to a really big hill where a tiny cross stands alone.

I wrestled my wedding dress out of its box, bundled it up, put it on one shoulder and my camera bag on the other and we started climbing the trail to the top of the hill. It was so hot. As we climbed we talked about Jesus.

“Mommy, do we have to climb all the way to the top of this hill?”

“Yes, it’s a long way but it will be worth it. Jesus walked all the way to His death for you and me, and He’s always with us, we can do this.”

Aly carries the veil.

“Am I going to wear this too?”

“Yes you are, we are going to talk all about that and this dress too. Are you glad you are carrying that little veil instead of this huge dress?”

She puts the veil on her head and pulls it over her face and then with one quick move takes it off and brushes her hair out of her face.

“I don’t want to wear this, it’s hard to see where I am going.”

“I agree. You will learn all about that veil one day. It’s pretty, but the Bride doesn’t wear it over her face forever.”

We walk. And the dress gets heavier and heavier and I think of Jesus carrying the cross. This will be worth it.

We arrive at the top and the little cross comes into view.

“Why is this here?”

“So that we remember. And that is why we are taking these pictures today, so you remember the decision you made in your class today for Jesus.”

As I put the dress over her head the conversation went much like the one I had with Audrey just a year ago…

But she didn’t ask nearly so many questions. I could tell she was doing a lot of thinking.

And smiling…

She won’t forget. It’s my responsibility to make sure she doesn’t forget “these things”…

2 Peter 1:12 says … 12 Therefore, I will always remind you about these things—even though you already know them and are standing firm in the truth you have been taught. 13 And it is only right that I should keep on reminding you as long as I live. 14 For our Lord Jesus Christ has shown me that I must soon leave this earthly life, 15 so I will work hard to make sure you always remember these things after I am gone.

These things…

2 Peter:3-4 Everything that goes into a life of pleasing God has been miraculously given to us by getting to know, personally and intimately, the One who invited us to God. The best invitation we ever received! We were also given absolutely terrific promises to pass on to you—your tickets to participation in the life of God after you turned your back on a world corrupted by lust.
5-9 So don’t lose a minute in building on what you have been given, complementing your basic faith with good character, spiritual understanding, alert discipline, passionate patience, reverent wonder, warm friendliness, and generous love, each dimension fitting into and developing the others. With these qualities active and growing in your lives, no grass will grow under your feet, no day will pass without its reward as you mature in your experience of our Master Jesus. Without these qualities you can’t see what’s right before you, oblivious that your old sinful life has been wiped off the books.
Sin in the Past. Sin in the Present. Sin in the Future. Gone…

Blameless. Spotless. Pure. Because of Jesus.

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“Mom, this dress is so heavy, I can’t move. I really want to just run down that hill as fast as I can.”

We pulled the wedding dress off and she took a deep breath. Then she smiled at me and took off running down the hill dressed beautifully in the righteousness of Christ.

I didn’t photograph that. I watched it. I didn’t want to miss it…

So you don’t remember that day when you were 5. So no one put a big wedding gown on you for photographs and told you all about what it means to be The Bride of Christ.

So you don’t remember and no one can tell you exactly what that day was like. Don’t despair, there is One who remembers every detail. Jesus remembers that day as clearly as He remembers The Cross. You chose Him that day, how could He forget?

If you have forgotten your story, ask Him to tell it to you and help you believe again like a child. He hasn’t missed a single thing… and He loves you today like He did that day many years ago. Nothing can change that. He never closes His eyes. He never falls asleep. He is in that moment forever. He doesn’t miss a thing. He knows. And He still loves you.

Luke 18:17 “Let these children alone. Don’t get between them and Me. These children are the kingdom’s pride and joy. Mark this: Unless you accept God’s kingdom in the simplicity of a child, you’ll never get in.”

Psalm 119:151 But you are near, O Lord,
and all your commands are true.
152 I have known from my earliest days
that your laws will last forever.

1 Peter 5:6-7 So be content with who you are, and don’t put on airs. God’s strong hand is on you; he’ll promote you at the right time. Live carefree before God; he is most careful with you.

Psalm 25:1 O Lord, I give my life to you.
I trust in you, my God!
Do not let me be disgraced,
or let my enemies rejoice in my defeat.
No one who trusts in you will ever be disgraced,
but disgrace comes to those who try to deceive others.
Show me the right path, O Lord;
point out the road for me to follow.
Lead me by your truth and teach me,
for you are the God who saves me.
All day long I put my hope in you.
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