I have to admit that somethings come to be naturally.
Like my ability to to whip up an amazing, to die for JELL-O delicious treat that cannot be called salad as there is absolutely no nutritional value in it.
Other things need to clobber me in the head with a jack hammer. I just don’t get it. Or maybe the problem is that I don’t think about it. I need to think.
When Amanda from I Am Mommy announced a giveaway for dozens of her amazing cookies to someone you nominated–not necessarily yourself although you were welcome to do that –I didn’t see her post until she decided to cut the nominations short. So I was too late to enter some of my good friends into the contest. (which by the way she is beyond way pregnant–due in a couple of days pregnant–so the simple fact that she is doing this is astonishing.)
I was so bummed out! I really wanted to enter for my friends
4 days later, I had an epiphany.
I could make cookies myself and mail them/give them to my friends who I have been praying for.
Wasn’t that a brilliant thought?
And not only that, but I could include Princess Pea (who loves to help in the kitchen–I do not believe she is my child except for the pure fact that I was there when she was born). What a perfect way to teach her how to show love to others.
I am encouraging you to do something nice in these last 9 days of March that is simply to show God’s love to someone else. Something that will take a bit of effort and sacrifice for you.
And will you come back and tell me about it? I would love to hear what you did and what happened!
Confession: so the jello didn’t come very naturally to me either. I fretted over the job of bringing something fruity to a potluck. I knew how to make cookies and brownies and even cake, but something fruity? What is that? I found my trusty Anoka County 4-H cookbook and it came to my rescue once again. (Both my Anoka County and Rock County 4-H cookbooks have rescued me on numerous occassions! They are my faithful friends).