Big Lesson; Tiny Messenger
by Johnese Burtram
Fourteen births ago I entered the magical land of grands. With snappy dark eyes and a crown of black curls, the first Burtram princess captured my heart. I delighted in discovering a soul deep connection with this tiny person who pulled me into the next generation. Grammy and Papa fell hard and fast.
I don’t suppose Jaylie, first born of my first and only daughter, was much different than any other baby. However, as every grandparent knows, this child was the smartest, most charming, must beautiful human being to ever grace planet earth. We took great joy in every development and grieved over the many miles that separated us.
As to be expected, she was, also, a true daughter of Eve - self-willed and independent. Jaylie turned the contrary into a highly developed art form. Now, I raised five children, but I think as a strong-willed toddler, this little darling won the prize. Every request, suggestion, or instruction met with a firm “no.”
Not being the responsible parent, this negative bent struck me as somewhat amusing – not very nice of me considering my own toddler battles. When she came to visit, I turned the “no”s into a game. Every time she stamped her little foot and declared an adamant “no,” I would grab her hands, dance about, and sing
Yes, Lord; yes Lord.
Yes, Yes Lord.*
I got quite a workout, both vocal and aerobic. This didn’t go on too long before she tired of the “fun,” jerked her hands free and announced, “Grammy, no sing ‘yes Lord.’” I laughed – hopefully not out loud. She didn’t stop saying “no,” and I didn’t stop singing, each time ending with a tickle fest. Cessation of hostilities came when she journeyed back to Indiana with her parents.
These encounters, however, captured my attention. Jaylie acted like a normal toddler and I the doting grammy, but something deeper began to work in my spirit. How often did I stamp my proverbial foot and say, “No sing yes Lord.” I had to admit that far too often my response to God was not “Yes, Lord.” I began to understand that for me “Yes, Lord,” were probably the two most important words in my vocabulary. That long ago grandchild visit changed my perspective on how I respond to God. Saying “Yes, Lord” became a life principle for me.
I may not understand or agree. What God asks of me may not fit my desires or follow along with my plans. But I have discovered responding with “Yes, Lord” brings the awareness of what I want most, God’s approval. Jesus said, “If you love me, you will …keep my commandments, … do the will of my Father in heaven.” (John 14:15, Matt. 7:21) In other words, say “Yes, Lord.”
Let us be quick to say those two most important words, “Yes, Lord.”
Yes, yes Lord. Amen!*