Yesterday afternoon, Tiny Dancer helped me make the hummus for our afternoon snack. Certain children thought it was a little too spicy (I’m a garlic fan), so I scooped out some peanut butter, too. Now, I can’t explain why the concept of grabbing a carrot stick from a skinny end and dipping it into a mound of peanut butter eludes my Lil Prince. It’s just that it does. He has to hold the carrot by its side and get as much peanut butter on the carrot (and his fingers and sleeve) as he possibly can. Come to think of it, that’s exactly what I do with my McDonald’s nuggets and hot mustard sauce.
Hmmm. Well, because I hadn’t thought of that yesterday, I kinda snapped a bit.
“Lil Prince! Get up right now and wash your hands. Don’t come back till you’re clean.”
And he did. He returned with still moist but very clean hands. And because I have that mom ESP, I got a little pit in my stomach (a very little pit, probably from a plum). “Lil Prince, is there peanut butter on my bathroom towel?”
“Yes!” he answered pretty proudly. “I didn’t want to get the soap all dirty!”
I later told this story to Papa Bear as the best one-liner of the day. He answered that it actually did makes some sense to him.
Later in the evening, I was standing at the same bathroom sink (cause we only have one), staring at a dirty towel, when I’m pretty darn sure God said, “Objects in your rear view mirror are larger (not closer, larger) than they appear.”
I looked in the mirror and muttered, “That doesn’t really make sense to me.”
And then He said, “It’s not for you.”
Oh, so I’m posting it here. Just in case it might be for you.
That’s normal, right?!
Speaking of my rear view mirror, though, Papa Bear used to buy me cards for special occasions (and no occasion at all) and not write a darn thing in them. This bugged me. And I told him so. It took me four years to realize that he had been spending quite a bit of time in front of large selections of cards before picking just the right one to bring home. It already said what he wanted it to say. When I realized that, I got out all my old cards (the ones I had saved), I reread them, and I cried.
Well, this Valentine’s Day I repeated my mistake. Yeah, I’m good at that. We went to a marriage conference for our Valentine to each other, and I wasn’t expecting anything else from him. So, when he exited the church with one of the Valentine’s decorations (a huge Valentine’s Day card that he’d asked the pastor for), I giggled, “You can’t give me a reused card!”
It was three days before I opened it and read it.
I texted him at work, “Did you read that card that you gave me?”
“Yep, that’s why I asked for it.”
“Oh….crap. Well, thank you and I’m sorry and I love it!”
And he replied so deeply, “LOL.”
But when he got home, he grabbed the card and he asked for a pen. He signed his name and included the date. “Keep this in good shape,” he said. “I’m going to sign it and date it every year.
And even though he bought me the coolest ever peacock earrings and two locally made necklaces for my real present.
I think I might prefer the card.
9 Responses to “On Dirty Soap, Bathroom Mirrors and Valentines”
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Ok..so I just reread what you wrote..and now I might have read it wrong the first time. So I’m going to sleep on it and pray about that. Thanks for sharing Sarah! I do need encouragement in my life right now and I’m pretty sure God wants to give it to me. :0)
I don’t know, Cindy! If you think it’s for you, take it with what you heard first. Because YOU ARE RIGHT…these things are not as big as we make them! According to the other interpretation, that could also be for you! You are someone with a ministry that you haven’t fully seen yet (music). The words God has spoken to you ARE big!!
Much larger than they appear right now.
Hi Sarah…that first part of the blog might just be for me. I haven’t checked this blog (or anyone for that matter….not even my own) for a long while and so when I do you post this…and I lay in bed at night…every night since we’ve been here … and my mind is busy looking back at the things I should’ve said or not said to this girl or that … or relive the shift of that day and all the issues that came with it. So, yes…these “objects” that are cluttering my mind…or mirror…probably are NOT as big as I make them to be because God is in control. I have a saying in my kitchen…and it goes like this: “Life is God’s novel, let Him write it.” Not for me to relive but only to learn from. ;0)
Objects in your rear view mirror are larger….
I think it means, if you keep looking back at something and dwelling on it, it’s going to be worse than it actually was….
Just a thought
I think it might be an encouragement to someone….that something in their past (maybe a word from God or something that has been minimized over time) is BIG. But your interpretation works, too! Hopefully, whoever it’s for…they will know what it means.
That’s sweet about the card.
I love it. And your jewelry is very pretty! “He done good”, as my family would say.
My hubs and I seem to be opposite of you guys – he always writes super-long notes in cards, but me? Not so much. I figure the card says what I wanted to say, and I always draw a blank when I go to write a note in a card and end up writing something really lame and generic. LOL
He tries to write something, now, but he used to just sign them! LOL. I reminded him that I already knew he could write…he’d given it away with his letters.
Aww..he did good!! That card could not be more perfect!;) The jewelry is perfect for you too! And is that a Heart of the Ocean/Hope Diamond necklace!? *sigh* I cannot wait for Titanic in 3D…I think you guys should schedule a date night to go see it!;) Love, hugs and blessings!!♥
I might be able to watch a movie like that in 3D. I’m such an old woman!
Action movies in 3D give me a pounding headache!