Christmas overwhelms me.. I try so hard to remember WHY we are celebrating and somethings its hard in the middle of run, run, run. So many parties, places to be, things to do, food to make, friends to visit, and family to keep in touch. And in the middle of all that sometimes someone get left out. My dear husband. Today is our first evening FREE since the 1st of dec. And we are so tired. Ridiculous. We are not getting, we are. Old.
And "your truly" aka me.. decided one day in Dec that today would be a great day to rip out the carpet in the basement, to which one's better half agreed. One thing turned into a another and we ended up sanding, caulking, priming, painting and painting and painting, and sealing from ceiling to floor and stairs. Many layers.
And now I wonder what is a wrong with me... why did I pick Dec to do this? But up side, I can now blame anything that does not going according to plan to that I'm not in my right mind with all the paint fumes.
Finally I come to my subject title...
G was replacing the bulb in the front porch light and dropped a screw and its bolt. It was the same exact shade of brown as the dirt flower bed that it landed in.
He was looking and looking for it and I decided to go out and help look for it. It was getting dark. While we were both down on the ground with our rears in the air (had to think about what the neighbors would be thinking if they saw us), I decided to whisper a prayer so that we could find it. I thought afterwards... silly me, God has bigger things to do, but still in my mind I thought God does cares about little things that are in our lives. Then G found it, just like that.
If God cares about us finding a tiny tiny bolt and screw that has a 20 cent value.. and helps us find it then I am sure that God can search through millions of little girls and find us ours ...priceless ...princess.
We continue to wait and pray
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