So, why is it when I need to write checks all I can find are red pens? I will find 10 red pens before I find a black or blue pen more suitable for check writing. But when I need a red pen to correct the 50 math tests I brought home this weekend all I can find is black! If I have the gift of prophecy, and am able to solve all mysteries with such infinite knowledge; well, maybe life wouldn't be so interesting. I'll try to stick with working on having mountain-moving faith.
We did get a lot accomplished at home though. Same old routine though. Cleaning, washing, straightening. I did do some planting (At least that lasts awhile unlike everything else we did today. Well, in most people's yards, at least). So, I am now thinking, Without love, we are nothing. Love is patient, love is kind. It doesn't boast, provoke, nor take record of wrong. It does however, rejoice in truth. Adam was still in his cooking mode and wanted to learn how to make "new food from the cooking book." So (more things that will not last very long), I/we made spaghetti sauce, banana bread, minestrone soup, back bean burgers, and feta burgers. Most of which will be frozen, of course.
While I am cleaning the dishes, Adam is frantically looking for "daddy. Daddy! DADDY!" I thought he was hurt, but he told me to go away. Well, now someone is hurt... me! Of course, jokes on me. Apparently Adam told Josh this morning that he thinks "mommy needs a present." Josh agrees to take him to the store to find this present. Is he supposed to be going to the store? No... but wait before you worry, we're in the climax of our story. They go to Aaron Brothers first. Adam doesn't find what he is looking for. Josh takes him to Hallmark. He searches through the aisles, and success! Adam wanted me to have a "ruffie" to sleep with like him. I guess he thought maybe I was lonely? Or maybe because I still sleep with the same receiving blanket I have had since I was an infant (yes, when I became a 'man'" I did not put away all childish things), maybe he thought my ("soothie" or "lovie") collection was incomplete? Adam picks out this little fuzzy giraffe with HUGE purple eyes. It is really adorable. Dear Lord, Love from a child is so innocent and incredibly rewarding! It is raw. If anyone bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things, to the true meaning, it's kids.
And it's definitely Adam. He is truly an amazing kid. Here I was worried he was going to be hard pressed now that he wasn't getting a present a day, and he turns around to look for a present for me. So, in conclusion, the theme of our Saturday (despite the failing car, dishpan hands, and increasing water bill), Love never fails; but if there are gifts of prophecy, they will be done away; if there are tongues, they will cease; if there is knowledge, it will be done away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part; but when the perfect comes, the partial will be done away. When I was a child, I used to speak like a child, think like a child, reason like a child; when I became a man, I did away with childish things. For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face; now I know in part, but then I will know fully just as I also have been fully known. But now faith, hope, love, abide these three; but the greatest of these is love.
P.S. look at the corners/edges of both blankets. Well used :)