Sweet Blessings

I was sitting in my blue sewing room when a sweet little girl paid me a visit bearing special gifts. A bowl of raspberries with a blueberry inserted in each surrounded by cherries. A Dove ice cream miniature in a dish and a cold Diet Coke with a mug of ice. She included a piece of my favorite gum.

She left me to enjoy and came back to say "Soooooo...How'd ya like your snack?"

We get so caught up in worrying about stuff in life, that we don't always take the time to notice and appreciate the little things whoch make life so sweet. This adorable daughter of mine took the time to choose things she knows I love to offer me a special gift. She made it attractive and appealing and that made me feel like a very special person. She loves me. And she has no idea that I love her even more thans she loves me. I hope she feels that and I show her, but she wont; know the degree until she is a mother of her own child one day. She is growing so quickly before my eyes.

My life lately is racked with craziness. If you can believe it, I had 2 more kids throw up yesterday!(That's right Ashley!) I am so busy and I am trying to keep all my plates spinning. I wish there were 2 of me sometimes. No I wish there were 3 of me. One to clean the puke, one to play with the kids and one to spend unlimited hours sewing.

A couple weeks ago, a maintenance guy came to repair a few things around the house. As he was leaving, the yard guys were there and they asked if I wanted my hibiscus bush in front trimmed. Wow! They usually just trim it and don't ask. It was getting pretty tall and unruly so I was happy to have it trimmed. "Go ahead! Trim it down. Do what you gotta do!" The maintenance guy relayed that message right in front of me. When I left the house later in the day, I was horrified to find my bush whacked down to spindly branches. It was ugly and bare. All the leaves and flowers were gone and it was uneven and exposed. I was so mad! That's not what I meant! What was wrong with them? I thought I should complain but didn't. The kids saw it and were just as upset. "Our bush is ugly!" I have held hard feelings about my bush since than and the people who did this to it.

This morning, as I pulled out of my driveway, I looked toward my bush. What was this? Every branch now has beautiful green leaves. It is lovely and looking lush and even. I am surprised. I guess it is the law of the harvest like in the scriptures.

So I thought of myself and how I feel like I have been pruned with a horrible whack job. But like my bush, I am coming out of it even better. I have a feeling I will have more terrible prunings before I achieve the measure of my creation. But I will get there.