Don’t Blink. Don’t Miss a Moment of the Joy!

Basketballs ricocheted off concrete and clanged against blue chain link.

I plucked green grass and bent it methodically in fours, snapping after each bend.

“Are you okay?” I had asked her. “Your eyes look sad.”

She laughed wryly, surprised, and we started talking more. Four of us sat on a blue blanket, legs outstretched or tucked up under us, and we spoke of our families. She shared for a while. We offered ideas, and then we chose prayer. Praying in rusty French, I walked with my sisters to our Heavenly Dad.

This was the day of the phone not working, I remember. Accompanying one of my American students back to the Paris airport for an earlier departure to the United States, I had then traveled back across France alone by train, metro, and bus to join French and Belgian friends in a park in northern France.

My borrowed Belgian phone refused to connect. An automated French message told me that part of my phone’s number needed to be registered. Plus there was the complication of using a Belgian phone to call a French number, and therefore the phone number would alter slightly.

“Okay, drop the 32, add a zero…” I mused aloud, “or if calling France, drop the 33, and add a zero?”

Flitting back and forth across the French-Belgian border and calling friends with both numbers, I tapped again and again into my borrowed phone, with no results.

Gathering my courage and my French, I approached friendly-looking French and Belgian strangers again and again that day. On sidewalks in Lille beside soaring tall white train stations, and on crowded city buses in Belgium, I was entranced time and again by the graciousness of strangers. Beautiful moments of connecting over phone issues led to kind conversations, warm smiles, and the chance for me to thank them and to shower God’s blessing on them.

Reunited with my friends by the basketball court later, I thanked God for the fun adventures and the people I had been gifted to meet that day, and settled down onto the blue blanket. Conversation ebbed and flowed around us and our love for each other grew.

And that’s what it was, I noticed… a love for each person I had seen or met. A surreal beauty of striding through any city, any country, any street, and seeing the thousands of people around me, knowing that God knows them each by name, that he is enamored with them, that he delights in them and loves them fiercely. And I? I got a chance to see them, to walk by them, to pray for them and love them joyfully, yet with only a fraction of what his love for them is.

Weeks later, back in the United States, this feeling remains. Choosing to stop and truly see people, to try to love them, pray for them, and ask God for rich blessings on them is a joy and a privilege. 

I smile at strangers in my grocery store, start up conversations with the cashier, and savor long the talks with friends at Minnesota parks too.

And on a Sunday night in Minneapolis, I join my Mom for the honor of a Somali wedding party. Glamorous, beautifully-robed women in glittering veils and jewelry surrounded us. They were breath-taking and gracious. Our hostess, the mother of the bride, welcomed us, motioning us over to a a table better suited to view the dancing circle.

Drumbeats led the dancing and chanted blessings. Lilting Arabic tongue trills amplified the excitement, and women rushed in to swirl veils around their heads, over the griot‘s microphoned head, and back into the dancing circle again. Taking turns, pairs or trios of women rushed into the circle, danced and stamped out their blessings, whirling and twirling in sparkly, iridescent beauty. My mom and I stood and clapped along, our faces creased in warm joy at the honor of being invited to share this celebration, and full of our Creator’s love for these new global sisters.

Can you see it too? The beauty and joyful honor in being able to meet and smile and to be Love to the people around you? We have the joyful gift of being able to see and to savor the gorgeous beauty of God’s people all around us. Each moment, each conversation, is a gift.

Happy summer, friend. I have missed being here with you. How is your summer? What have been highs and lows for you? Feel free to comment below and I would be honored to cheer with you over the good and to cry and pray with you over the hard parts. (Those in email can click here to join the conversation.) 

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  1. Wise Hearted on August 11, 2018 at 3:59 am

    You have been busy girl. Love how God is using you in the states and overseas. We are flying out of Fargo tomorrow, been up north, Blackduck with our daughter and family for four weeks. It's been the best time, lots of laughs, great food, long talks over an out door fire, roasting marshmallows. We will be back up next May because our Grandson graduates and we will spend some more time with them. But for now, it's back to California, traveling the roads, meeting up with missionaries home for many reason. Love your passion Jennifer.

  2. Unknown on August 11, 2018 at 9:27 pm

    Wow. I was thinking about you and your family. You never fail to the calling of our Father, sister.

    You were missed and your warm descriptive stories that warm the reader's heart as well.

    Hope all is well in your world and with your family. It's great to hear from you again!

  3. Lisa notes... on August 11, 2018 at 9:54 pm

    It looks like you had a very interesting summer, Jennifer! Amazing. Lots of new friends and memories that you can carry with you a lifetime.

  4. Dolly @Soulstops on August 12, 2018 at 3:18 am

    what a wonderful gift to share God's love in speech, prayer, and smiles…sounds like you've had a full and wonderful summer… Good to reconnect here. Blessings on your new year of speaking and teaching 🙂

  5. Cheryl Barker on August 29, 2018 at 4:50 am

    Hi Jennifer! So wonderful that you got to go to France and Belgium this summer. What an amazing experience. And thanks for the reminder about what a blessing it is to love those around us. Earlier this summer I read Bob Goff's new book Everybody Always and it offers lots of challenge to love. I loved his previous book too — Love Does.

    All the best as you get started back on your speaking and teaching schedule. God bless!

  6. Dolly on August 10, 2020 at 10:49 pm


    For some reason, I was led to this older post instead of a recent one, but I enjoyed reading about your adventure and how God enabled you to truly see, love, and bless others with God’s love.

    So beautiful 🙂


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