A Spritual Being

Beginning in June "the Bean" and I started going to story time at the Library here in town. I had great expectations of this being a new activity for us to do together, and he could begin to interact with other children. However, I was worried at the beginning if he would sit still long enough to actually hear and enjoy anything. The first week was basically a bust, he was restless and wanting to get up and walk around or make these fun "owl" sounds, but we made it through.

The next week we were walking up the stairs to go into the Library, and I saw, out of the corner of my eye, this Muslim mother, grandmother and daughter. Both mother and grandmother were in their traditional clothing, while the daughter wore western clothes. So we walk into the meeting room and find our seats. "The Bean", of course, begins to look around and check out all the kids. I, too am looking around to see if I know anyone. I see the Muslim family again, and I catch myself staring at them. So I began to pray that the Lord would give me an opportunity talk with them. Our storyteller is going on in her story and "the Bean" is listening intently, but I am not, I continue to look at this woman. I begin thinking she is this girl I rode the bus with as a kid. So i pray again for the Lord to give me a chance to talk with her after class.

The class ends and I decide to go and see if this is the girl I once knew. It turned out to not be her, but I met a new friend. Now I seek her out on story time day and we talk often. I am now praying for an opportunity to meet her outside of story time, so I can build a deeper relationship with her.

With all of this I bring us back to my title, "A Spiritual Being" , during this summer and specifically this account with my new friend, the Lord has reminded me I am a spiritual being. Over the life of "the Bean" I have grown comfortable in just being a wife and mom. I was comfortable in conducting the daily tasks of dressing him, feeding him, kissing boo boo's, changing those stinky diapers, playing and loving him, going to story time and being a wife. I had lost sight in that I am first a spiritual being, specifically, I am first a daughter of Christ. My life, my heart, should not soley rest in the duties of motherhood and being a wife. I have known this for years, heard it in sermons, and always felt I understood. But it wasn't until my faithful day with "my new friend" that I realized how easy it is to get caught up with just being.