Thursday, February 10, 2005
Last night my husband read my first two blogs, then apologized for me having to be a stay at home mom. He, of all people, should know that is NOT what I meant, smile. So, in case there is any confusion: I LOVE be a stay-at-home mom, and I plead with God that it will not have to change!
Yesterday held one of those comical moments that should be on a commercial. A friend of mine...my BSF leader....called. It was a call she made just because she is sweet, and as we talked, I watched my 2 year old, who was well out of reach, pour her dish of corn over her head. Then she shook the remains onto the floor, just to make sure her bowl was empty I guess. (Who really knows the musings of a 2 year old?) A few minutes later, she found a stick (she is not allowed to play with) and proceeded to drum on the door. But, did I stop my conversation? NO! Smile! No one was in danger, and the floor needed cleaned anyway. The call was a bright spot in my day! There are just some things I am not willing to sacrifice unless blood is involved (smile). Thanks, Laura!
Tonight I go to my art lesson. I am an artist "wannabe", and still need my teacher to tweak those spots that just aren't right. I am reminded of the old song, The Touch of the Master's Hand. It is amazing what the Master can turn a feeble attempt into....how something just "so-so" can be turned into something quite stunning with just a few strokes of her hand. The spiritual application relates back to yesterday's blog....Do something for the Master, and allow Him to make it beautiful!
Yesterday held one of those comical moments that should be on a commercial. A friend of mine...my BSF leader....called. It was a call she made just because she is sweet, and as we talked, I watched my 2 year old, who was well out of reach, pour her dish of corn over her head. Then she shook the remains onto the floor, just to make sure her bowl was empty I guess. (Who really knows the musings of a 2 year old?) A few minutes later, she found a stick (she is not allowed to play with) and proceeded to drum on the door. But, did I stop my conversation? NO! Smile! No one was in danger, and the floor needed cleaned anyway. The call was a bright spot in my day! There are just some things I am not willing to sacrifice unless blood is involved (smile). Thanks, Laura!
Tonight I go to my art lesson. I am an artist "wannabe", and still need my teacher to tweak those spots that just aren't right. I am reminded of the old song, The Touch of the Master's Hand. It is amazing what the Master can turn a feeble attempt into....how something just "so-so" can be turned into something quite stunning with just a few strokes of her hand. The spiritual application relates back to yesterday's blog....Do something for the Master, and allow Him to make it beautiful!
# posted by Beverly @ 1:44 PM 
