You know it’s a special date night at the restaurant when I order a plate of food and I can hear it sizzling on the way to my table. As the waiter delivers the food, my eyes pop out because first I eat with my eyes. Then the aroma wafts up toward my nostrils. Layers of seasoning sing out hallelujahs! The colors create food art, saying “eat me, eat me!” Once the ceremonial “hello” is complete, I dig in. Not like a shovel or scoop, but with dainty nibbles designed to make me slow down and enjoy each morsel. When it’s an especially amazing recipe, I start to wiggle in my chair and do a seated version of a happy dance. It delights Russ to see me so elated. I savor the meal with every sense. (Well maybe not touch—I don’t really like playing with my food!)
What makes you want to do a little happy dance? Answers from Facebook:
- Hearing from an old friend
- Getting a “yes” on a request when I was braced to hear “no”
- Saving money at the store
- Seeing a lower number on the scale
- A positive progress report at the doctor’s office
- Receiving the much-awaited adoption announcement
- Answered prayer
It’s one thing for us to get happy about something, but an entirely different thing to be delighted in the Lord. How do we show Him the same preferential treatment we show the inferior objects of our delight?