Words

My son will be 2 years old in April. He walks, runs, laughs, screams, and all kinds of other fun things. But the thing I find most amazing is that he talks. He learns a new word or two everyday. Now to the untrained ear a lot of his words sound like jibberish. "Ba La Da Kuk gog barf Moo bsss..." Some are much clearer like "Daddy" and "Hot" and "Cup." It's incredible. He's at the point where he's trying to string words together to communicate what he wants, needs, is unhappy about, etc... He knows a little sign language too, which helps tremendously in the translation. He tries really really hard and sometimes gets pretty frustrated when he's saying something, signing and using all kinds of body language to get us to understand.

Early this morning I was praying. I had just read something from the Bible that I didn't fully understand. So I was laying there unsure of what to say, but sure that God was present and listening. After a few minutes of this I heard a familiar sound through the baby monitor: "Da da, up boooo bssss la la la laughing ha ha ha. Da Da. Oooo Cup." It went on and on for like 5 minutes. I just listened. My son was in his room laying in his bed talking to the ceiling. And though no one else who subscribes to the english language could have interpreted more than a few of the obvious words, I knew exactly what he was trying to say, what he was doing while he was saying it, what he looked like, what he wanted, what he needed - I just knew what he was trying to say.

It gave me a little hope for my prayers. When I lie there staring at the ceiling trying to communicate with the limited language I possess, somehow, someway, My Father hears and understands.