Enter the Buffet Lunch... (a kind of sociology experiment on my kids ;)
Frugality sometimes sparks my creativity. I've painted two pictures in the past seven months in an effort not to waste what the kids don't use. It's very therapeutic and I really should do it more. The second one (Sunset Tree), which I did last fall, was so thickly layered with paint that I ended up carving it with my fingernail. The first one (Spring Roses) has all my favorite colors (blue, green, pink, red = my cylon song). I gave it to my mom for Mother's Day.
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Yesterday was vomit day. Today is cold day. Every day is mommy day. And I wouldn't have it any other way. She needs me. I need to be needed. Doesn't everyone? We were made to give and serve. We cannot be fulfilled by trying to meet only our own needs.
God made us to be needed because he made us in his image and likeness. He made us to need him. No person can ever meet our deepest needs. Yet he has made us like him, and graced us with the ability to meet other people's needs...when our reliance is on Him.
It's like a waterfall. God is the source, each cascade draws from him and pours into the next, filling the pool with an endless supply of life giving water that never runs dry...so long as the source isn't cut off or any part of the falls stopped up. The trickle down effect won't do the job. It's all or nothing.
On a lighter note (that actually has relevance to meeting needs), I traded a Bryan Adams CD for a jar of olives on eBay. I kept seeing the same jar of olives advertised and no one buying it, so I finally emailed the sellers and offered a trade. They're avid music collectors who dislike olives and I'm on a diet of olives and almost pure Christian music, so it was the perfect match.
he really funny thing is that the olives were a gift to them from a friend who visited Gilroy, the garlic capital of California, about two hours south of me. That jar of olives traveled all the way across the country (they're in Ohio) and back to get to me. It cost them $9 to ship it priority mail. It cost me $1.50 to ship the CD (which had also been a gift) media mail. Of course, I've eaten almost half the jar already (they're exquisite--plump and spicy) and they'll have the CD for years to come...