Minding the Minutia
No reason for the titular word of this post other than my daughter used it in a composition a couple of days ago, and I am caught with it. I have not noticed that word before.
No reason for the titular word of this post other than my daughter used it in a composition a couple of days ago, and I am caught with it. I have not noticed that word before.
Whilst out running this bitter cold morning I was mulling over the truth that one thing that this Mom can and must do is love. Whatever I do for someone else in love is like doing it for Jesus; what if I interact with my students/kids like each one is Jesus? Yes, c'mon! I will need supernatural help with this one. It is a now word with grace upon it. May it ever be so.
After reading an email from a dear Camp Tecumseh friend, grateful I am that God takes the small offering I give and multiplies it more than I could have imagined. It messes me up to have a real time testimony sent to me by a living person about how an interaction we had landed and impacted him. Forthrightly I must confess that I may have been conducting the group meeting of which he spoke with a very bad attitude and on auto-pilot, yet God uses whatever and whomever He chooses. Whoa! If I could, I would reinstate the tradition he mentioned with some Kingdom training and parameters in place. Of course, I would want to invite every camper in and then speak to the gold inside each one. It would be a very long night, but truly a delight to this Mama's heart.
What are you doing and dreaming and thinking about lately?
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