– Story takes place December 29, 2013 at 16 weeks pregnant.
Dolphins have been my favorite animal since first grade.
The morning we were scheduled leave Fort Meyers Beach was a dreary one. I hoped to go for a run on the beach, particularly to try and spot one of the dolphins my brother raved about, but with the rain I decided on going to the work out room. After my work out I contemplated going on a walk to try and see some dolphins, but it was still raining so that didn’t sound like fun and I thought my dad might be up and ready to go to breakfast with me. After breakfast with Dad I contemplated going straight out to the beach to look for dolphins but he needed to stop back at the room. While still in the room my soaked mom and brother appeared after an apparently exciting experience with some dolphins. I was upset. All week I visited and revisited the beach in hopes of spotting a dolphin. Instead, either just before or after I went out I would hear yet another exciting dolphin experience from my brother. So, on the brink of our departure and having missed another dolphin spotting opportunity, I reverted back to childhood for a moment and exclaimed, “How come I always miss the dolphins!” My ever encouraging Mom said I should go out and check anyway. So my dad and I did, we booked it out there hoping we didn’t miss all the action.
After scouring the waters for any sign of a fin I started having a heated, pleading discussion with God. My dad interrupted my rant every now and then with a proclamation and point in the direction of a fin. I missed every one. I started getting demanding towards God. And finally, in the middle of trying to guilt-trip God into showing me dolphins, I saw my first fin. I admit all of this heavily. Demanding that God show me dolphins wasn’t exactly a proud moment. But when I did see those dolphins my heart was so overjoyed and filled with love that tears filled my eyes. I remember thinking what a loving parent I had: that the Father of the universe cared to take the time to let emotional, pregnant me see a dolphin that day. In that moment, I felt the warmth and love that only His hugs can give.
My dad and I found a pair of dolphins close to the shore and waded waist-deep into the chilly water in hopes they might come over and say hi. I went in just deep enough to give the baby a swim in the salty water because I wanted to share my big and adventurous moment with Peanut.
How about you? Is there a moment in your life when God very specifically loved on you, however juvenile or silly?