Monday, October 30, 2017
Wednesday, October 25, 2017
Outward and Inward Beauty
But as some of my jeans are developing holes in the wrong places and I think about replacing them, I'm toying with the idea of buying nicer jeans that aren't second hand. I'm also contemplating ditching the t-shirts and sweatshirts.
As I am trying to decide what my new style should be, I find myself clinging to the types of clothes I've always wore. I purposely choose not to wear a necklace and lip color. I find myself justifying my decisions for this, that and the other reason. And it bugs me.
Insert 1 Peter 3:1-6 into these contemplations.
Likewise, wives, be subject to your own husbands, so that even if some do not obey the word, they may be won without a word by the conduct of their wives, 2 when they see your respectful and pure conduct. 3 Do not let your adorning be external—the braiding of hair and the putting on of gold jewelry, or the clothing you wear— 4 but let your adorning be the hidden person of the heart with the imperishable beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which in God's sight is very precious. 5 For this is how the holy women who hoped in God used to adorn themselves, by submitting to their own husbands, 6 as Sarah obeyed Abraham, calling him lord. And you are her children, if you do good and do not fear anything that is frightening.I had been thinking about this passage the past few weeks, but hadn't taken the time to look it up and read it. The other day, I was wanting to listen to the Bible as I drove and randomly selected 1 Peter 3. God knew I needed to hear the passage again.
As I have been fighting my self-proclaimed need to change my wardrobe, I have become unpleasant to live with, at least inwardly. I have been so focused on changing outwardly that I have been forgetting the beauty that is most important - the inward beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit. If my inward self is ugly, there aren't any external things I can do to hide or change it. But if my inward self is beautiful in God's sight, then the outward will come naturally and compliment it.
Lord, help me to focus on You. I want to have a gentle and quiet spirit.
Monday, October 23, 2017
Out of the mouths of two-year-olds
Children say crazy things sometimes. Lately, we've had a lot of two-year-old logic. For example, he got mad at me the other day for putting him in his bed after he fell asleep at the table. But then there are days that he astonishes me with his understanding of the world around him.
Several days ago, he asked me something about Humpty Dumpty. By the end of the conversation, he had informed me that Humpty Dumpty fell off the wall because he had pushed him. Since pushing isn't allowed at our house, I don't know why he pushed Humpty Dumpty. But it did answer a question I hadn't realized I had - why did Humpty Dumpty fall down. I have asked him why Humpty Dumpty fell several times since then, but he hasn't repeated it again. I've been a little disappointed over that.
Yesterday evening, I had put his sister to bed and was getting ready for bed. Out of the blue, my son says, "Babies don't ask questions." How do you reply to that? Seriously. "That's right" seems to be the only good response to a statement like that. After repeating the same statement several times, he asked, "Do babies ask questions?" I said, "Yes." He replied, "Very good." This child makes me laugh.
Today, he once again made my jaw want to drop. He asked me, "What is Sister's favorite animal?" Uh... Since Sister is only seven months old, I haven't figured that out yet. How do you answer a question like that? After asking me for the third time, he asked her, "Do you like a cow?" He'll have to wait a year or two to get a satisfactory answer to that question. Sister needs to learn some words first.
I love this child. And saying cute things endears him to his mommy even more. There are things about the two's that I won't miss. But I will miss the crazy things he says, his sweet, high-pitched singing, his silly-sounding mispronounced words, and above all, the hugs and kisses given out a heart of pure love.
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