One Sentence

My husband likes bullet points.  He is not interested with words and flowery descriptions.  Just get to the point!  If the wind is blowing, then that's it...it's blowing.

Verses me...the breeze rushed through her hair causing goose bumps to raise up on the back of her neck under the overcast sky while she stood poised on the deck of the ship. 

 Nope, the fewer words spoken the better.  

I love to write in my journal in the morning.  It is partly about the scripture that spoke to me in my Bible reading that day and partly about my activities for the day.  I also write out my prayer.  I get up early most mornings to try and accomplish this quiet time, but with a house full of company I've not been successful on many occasions.   

A few weeks ago, I was lucky enough to actually write one sentence before I heard these words, "What ya doing, Grandma?"   

I glanced up to see a sweet granddaughter walking towards me in her jammies.  I looked down at the one sentence  starring back at me from the otherwise empty page of my journal.  That one sentence made me think of that famous phrase less is more.    We don't often hear that in the church world.

The longest verse in the Bible is found in Esther 8:9.  Feel free to look that up to fact check me later.  Depending on the version you read, this verse has over 70 words...in just one verse.  When you compare this long verse with the shortest verse in the Bible found in John 11:35, you can really get the picture that  less is more.  

Almost everyone knows this verse, Jesus wept.  

It's one sentence...with two words...that says so much.  

• Jesus loved.
• Jesus cared.
• Jesus had friends.
• Jesus felt emotions.
• Jesus lived in the moment.

All this ran through my mind as I looked down at the one sentence in my journal while my cute little granddaughter snuggled up under my arm.  She was asking me question after question.    I listened as she spoke.  

She asked me things like; what ya doing?  What ya gonna do next?  Why are you writing?  What are you reading?  Can we go to the store today?  

They weren't super important questions, but she wanted as much of my time that morning as I was willing to give her.  I glanced down at that one sentence.  It was a scripture verse I'd read that morning.  

"I take joy in doing your will, my God, for your instructions are written on my heart."  Psalm  40:8

Suddenly that empty page didn't look so empty anymore.  What greater joy could I have than seeing God's word written on my granddaughter's heart as I took the time to answer her questions, cuddle with her and be present in her life.  

That day my journal page had one sentence, but my heart was full!