We love to drink milk in the living room where we really aren't supposed to . . . And crawl under the table and giggle and . . . Yes . . . Little girls . . . Fill our house with laughter and noise . . .
They keep chipping painted things and one still hasn't learned very well but to scribble on freshly painted, clean, new walls . . . Oh, well . . . Someone had to be first . . .
Two years ago we were just starting on the plumbing . . .
I have been making lists of grateful things each day that affect me . . . Like the stuff that in I naturally am NOT grateful for! I give thanks in and for that hard thing, annoying thing, frustrating thing and in faith believe it to be good good gift to me because it passed by Good and came through His hands . . . Everything in my life does . . . The good, the bad, the mediocre . .
Ultimately it all comes from or is allowed by God ( read Job). . . And it is up to new to accept and praise Him for it ALL!
This act of faith and praise had been so refreshing to my heart this year already!!!
Our lives are a work in progress and just like I long for out house to be completely finished, even more so God longs for me to be vulnerable and open and soft to His molding and shaping . . . At least if I want to be like Christ . . . And I do desire Him . . . What about you?