Enveloped in the dark tones and indie tunes of my new office – Aroma Underground. Soothing and stimulating at once. Somehow the chatter isn’t distracting. Energizing instead. It generates a connectivity – though I don’t really know anyone else here. Funny thing, I’m friends with a few on Facebook and follow one on Twitter, but we don’t even exchange glances. Though that sounds weird in words, it feels just fine in real life.
I peck away, listening with headphones, reading, thinking, planning. Focused on my four-top world and keyboard. When I notice movement down by my feet. Nothing but a fleeting change in the light. When I notice it again, I glance under my elbow to find a most precious little fellow. He fit perfectly beneath my arm and made no noise in his approach.
Beautiful. Something about his undetected presence, his quiet and stillness warmed me. I leaned in to whisper, “Hello there.”
“Hi.” He whispered back – measuring in at about three feet.
It was only a few seconds before he was called back to the gaggle of men seated by the door. And I was reminded of Scripture from that morning – Luke 9:48 – Jesus says, “Whoever welcomes this little child in my name welcomes me; and whoever welcomes me welcomes the one who sent me. For he who is least among you all – he is the greatest.”
A sweet though momentary visit. A divine reminder. Of child-like faith, humility, and dependence.