Daily Peek: Speak my language.
I found myself with about 15 minutes to kill this afternoon while I waited for a meeting to begin. I had a couple of important emails I needed to answer, so I snuck into a small computer lab and sat down next to a guy who was staring intently at the screen in front of him.
As I waited for my email to load into my inbox, I couldn’t help but notice the guy seemed to be practicing sign language along with a video on his screen. As his video finished, I — for some reason I still can’t explain — leaned over and quietly said something about how impressed I was from just watching for a few minutes.
He smiled and began showing me his list of vocabulary words he was learning for his class; this week’s theme was on family. I asked him why he was learning to sign and, after a moment of hesitation, he explained that his brother is deaf and he wanted to be able to better communicate with him. When I asked him what his brother thought about him taking a sign language class, his face colored, almost as if he was embarrassed by the question.
“I haven’t exactly told him yet… I thought I’d surprise him when I see him this summer.”
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I’ve been thinking about that guy all evening, wondering if he realizes what an incredible gift he is giving by doing whatever it takes — classes, hours of studying, aching hands — to learn to speak his brother’s language. I imagine that their relationship will take on a whole new level of intimacy now that he’s chosen to do whatever it takes to be able to communicate with his brother, to be able to speak his language.
I was still thinking about this guy a few minutes ago when I went for a walk under a dark grey sky, wondering what Jesus must have been thinking some 2,000 years ago as He realized that the day of His death was quickly approaching. I couldn’t help but wonder if He too stood under a dark sky as He made the decision to do whatever it took to be able to communicate with us, to be able to speak our language.
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You’d do it all over again, just to be able to speak my language, wouldn’t You?
Posted: April 7th, 2009 under Uncategorized.
Comments: 10
Comments
Comment from Rachel
Time: April 7, 2009, 8:50 pm
How in the world are you only 24 years old with this kind of insight? You made me cry tonight. Good tears, though.
Comment from Lindsee
Time: April 7, 2009, 11:08 pm
This is my favorite Daily Peek yet, Amy Beth. Such a neat story! Thanks for sharing!
Comment from Julia
Time: April 7, 2009, 11:09 pm
Wow…Amy Beth, that was awesome…You gave me chills girl! That was awesomely deep! You are such an inspiration…
Comment from Katrina
Time: April 7, 2009, 11:33 pm
Beautiful – tears here too. Thank you, again!
Comment from Becca
Time: April 7, 2009, 11:35 pm
oh what a fantastic post!
and i’m not just saying that – cause seriously? that’s some TRUTH. I love it!
Comment from Kate
Time: April 8, 2009, 9:32 am
Hi AB–what a beautiful post. I have heard and read a lot of stories over the last few weeks relating to Easter but none that made me look at Jesus’ death from such a new light. Thank you for sharing!
Comment from Nichole K
Time: April 8, 2009, 10:18 am
Wow! That was beautiful Amy Beth and I have to agree with Lindsee this is definitely my favorite daily peek yet. You have a gift!
Comment from Abby
Time: April 8, 2009, 4:01 pm
Let me know when the book is being published… I’ll be first in line to buy it. You write like a poet…. the passion of the soul. Beautfiul, simply beautiful.
Comment from Bethany
Time: April 11, 2009, 9:34 pm
What a wonderful gift that young man is giving his brother. Amazing!
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Comment from taryn in ny
Time: April 7, 2009, 8:29 pm
your last line made me cry…
you blew me away with this one!!!
XOXOXO