It Smells Like Baby Powder

The bathroom door was shut, normally this is a good thing. Not when a two year old is behind that door. When my artistic daughter checked on the questionable two year old a minute later, there was baby powder everywhere.

Our attention had been diverted to other things like preparing lunch for this active group to eat. My older two were trying to get school work done, and it was thought that maybe just this once for a minute the bathroom door could be closed.

It's amazing what can happen in a minute, I should have listened to that voice "it's not good for the door to be closed." Instead I kept an eye on the grilled cheese. Instead of the grilled cheese burning, I got to clean up half a bottle of baby powder.

Why do I sometimes ignore that voice? Is it because other things seem more important at the time?  If I had paid attention and done what I was being prompted to do, the time out and the clean up could have been avoided.

Next time I will try to follow the voice of the Lord, and hopefully my day will be brighter and less powdery.

The Little Bit of Light

The little glow on the windsheild caught my attention. At first I didn't know what was causing it. Was it the lights from the oncoming traffic? How in the world do we get light from a splat on the windsheild?

Then it occured to me that a little lightning bug must have hit the van's window. It glowed for awhile and then went out. It was beautiful to see on such a dark part of the highway.

Later when I was sharing with my aunt about what I saw, my athletic son said he saw it too. This lead me to think about the little glimpses of light I see helping me to know that God still loves me.

This week the glimpse of light came in having more spare change then I thought. Enough to help fund our trip to my Grandmother's birthday. He also shed some light when I had a couple of interviews for possible future day care kids. He also shone His light to my mechanical son as he had a job interview.

The Lord's light is still here we just need to look for it.

The Beginning

So today I take the plunge, the plunge to begin a blog. My athletic son thinks I'm weird, who knows maybe I am.

Each day brings about an adventure. Sometimes my adventure is long, sometimes it's fun, sometimes it brings about challenges I don't want to partake in.

This weekend our adventure brought about a clean yard, and all the pile that increased over the years is now gone. The trees recieved their annual haircut, and I'm generally pleased. This reminds me of how God can come in and clean up all the debris that piles up in my heart and when He's done cleaning it up I admit I'm generally pleased.

Today we took an adventure on a "Florida mountain". It in no way compares to the mountains up north, but for us here in Florida it was a lot of fun going up and down the hills. The younger ones oohed and awed over the view from twenty feet high. Even here we can enjoy God's beauty. One just needs to look around.

So here it is my first of which will hopefully be many more.