I am working very slowly on a very small painting. I don’t know why it’s taking me so long. I get one inspired layer laid down and suddenly, 10 minutes later, inspiration lifts and I am forced to set my brushes aside or ruin what I’ve been working on.
Nothing ruins a painting faster or more thoroughly than fidgeting with it when you know you shouldn’t. Sometimes it’s better to just walk away in the proper time and come back to it later.
Many things in life are like that.
Cooking (just one more spice!)
Arguments (just one last word!)
I find myself lately, during my daily routine, compelled to stop and pray. I had to set aside a book today because I felt the need to pray. I honestly don’t know even what I am praying for sometimes. Oh sure it’s house stuff, and raising a baby stuff, and being wifely stuff and honoring my husband stuff and please Lord let me get this baby out without tearing anything open…. Ok that last bit was a tad too much info, but you get the point.
The point is this: As my sister often reminds me, “If God cares about everything, then he cares about anything.” And who am I to argue logic with my sister the math and logic genius? Sometimes I don’t pray about something that matters to ME because I don’t see why it would matter to Him. But I matter, and therefore, so must my things. Right?
Point being the house got dusted and the kitchen scrubbed and the baby fed 3 large meals and I worshipped the Lord in the midst of it. Or at least, tried to remember that I CAN worship in the midst of it.
Also, I ate a full serving of green vegetables today, which is miraculous, as I find them repugnant. My midwives demand I eat them.
I may be taking these steps small and slow, but at the end of the day, if everything matters, then anything matters.