My nephew, The Cub, loves the garbage truck. In fact, I’d go as far as saying he’s obsessed. All week he talks about it and he watches for it. And when it arrives, He drops everything to give it his full attention.
Several weeks ago, my sister and I went for a walk on garbage day. My nephew had been told the garbage man was coming that day and he kept asking about it. While we were out we saw the truck. We stopped the stroller so my nephew could watch the anticipated garbage man drive up and down the alley, picking up cans and dumping them in the back of his truck. At the end of the road, the man rolled down his window and talked to my nephew.
The Cub was speechless. He looked at the man as if he was trying to soak in every moment, every word and action of the man driving the truck he’d waited all week to see.
Sometimes, I feel like God longs for us to have this approach in our relationship with Him. His desire is for our love, our hearts, our thoughts and to be our obsession. I don’t know if there is a day that goes by where my nephew doesn’t look out the window and ask about the garbage truck. In The Cub’s mind, the man who drives the garbage truck is larger than life, he’s a hero.
May we learn to fix our eyes, thoughts and actions on Jesus as my nephew sees his garbage man hero.