Several years ago I decided what I wanted on my grave stone:
“She laughed a lot and looked for the fingerprint of God in everything.”
When I was young I remember getting prickles on my palms as I walked down our driveway past the pink flowering peach trees, or curling up beside my collie, Skye and feeling her warm fur, or pretending to be a horse galloping through the fields. In college I loved walking under the falling yellow and red maple leaves and feeling the chilly air.
But there are also times when I don’t experience the awe and I just move through the days. Schedules, duties and To-Do lists have a way of making little joys get fuzzy. When I’m too full of myself, I become the focus of my attention and life becomes dull.
I can’t believe this is what God wants for me. Brennan Manning in his book, The Ragamuffin Gospel, says that God intended for us to discover His loving presence in the world around us. I want that with all my heart; I want to recognize Him in a smile as much as in a rainbow! I want to be amazed by little things: to come to tears at a word of kindness, to catch my breath at a rose bud, to feel the surprise of a painting that turns out more than I expected. I want to experience God’s presence every day in a hundred ways.
Well I’m not dead yet but I’ve been thinking about adding a little something to the epitaph. How about this?
“She laughed a lot, looked for the fingerprint of God in everything, and was amazed with everything He touched!”