Hmmmmm...I must have missed a week or something because there seems to be more laundry than usual. Of course, it could be because I've let the sheets pile up...! You know the secret to being able to take a break from doing laundry so often? Buy everyone a month's supply of undergarments and socks and keep three to four sets of bedsheets on hand (oh, and don't forget the spare towels you'll need!) and PRESTO! Enjoy your laundry free day!
Every time Jacob put away the baby blankets in the Rubbermaid container, Michael would snatch them out insisting he needed them (he plays with them in his Thomas & Friends tent)! I finally took them all so I could wash them. I started folding them all to put them away tonight, but then I decided why not? He loves his blankets and if he wants to keep them in his little tent, then I'm going to let him have them all!
It's the little things in life, right? Well, I haven't had time to read today, but that's because I've found that it's counter productive to read a book while trying to fold laundry and talk on the phone all at the same time! Talking to 3D people is a lot more fun anyway!
Tonight my favorite aunt and I were talking about love. Love that's based on 1 Corinthians 13 is all about respect, consideration of others and self-LESS-ness. I love this version of it...
I Corinthians 13 from The Message
If I speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy but don’t love, I’m nothing but the creaking of a rusty gate.
If I speak God’s Word with power, revealing all his mysteries and making everything plain as day, and if I have faith that says to a mountain, “Jump,” and it jumps, but I don’t love, I’m nothing.
If I give everything I own to the poor and even go to the stake to be burned as a martyr, but I don’t love, I’ve gotten nowhere. So, no matter what I say, what I believe, and what I do, I’m bankrupt without love.
Love never gives up.
Love cares more for others than for self.
Love doesn’t want what it doesn’t have.
Love doesn’t strut,
Doesn’t have a swelled head,
Doesn’t force itself on others,
Isn’t always “me first,”
Doesn’t fly off the handle,
Doesn’t keep score of the sins of others,
Doesn’t revel when others grovel,
Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth,
Puts up with anything,
Trusts God always,
Always looks for the best,
Never looks back,
But keeps going to the end.
Love never dies. Inspired speech will be over some day; praying in tongues will end; understanding will reach its limit. We know only a portion of the truth, and what we say about God is always incomplete. But when the Complete arrives, our incompletes will be canceled.
When I was an infant at my mother’s breast, I gurgled and cooed like any infant. When I grew up, I left those infant ways for good.
We don’t yet see things clearly. We’re squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won’t be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright! We’ll see it all then, see it all as clearly as God sees us, knowing him directly just as he knows us!
But for right now, until that completeness, we have three things to do to lead us toward that consummation: Trust steadily in God, hope unswervingly, love extravagantly. And the best of the three is love.
Sometimes love means letting go for a season or longer and allowing others to grow on their own.
I've been sharing some personal stories with Krista during some of our nighttime chats in bed. They're stories about the mistakes I made when I was in the dating phase of my life. Some of them have us cracking up and practically rolling off the bed in laughter! Some are more serious in nature. My prayer is that my daughter will grow up with a discerning heart when it comes to the opposite sex. In the meantime, I've got my bat ready... OH! Did I say that out loud?!?
