Monday, November 19, 2012
My hubby shared the honest ugly hard to hear but badly need to hear truth. Gulp.
I went to him ...
cuddled up and whined to him really ...
frustrated with momma tasks and demands piling up high ...
Love him. Need him. So glad he finds the problem and solution so quick. sigh.
"Honey, you haven't smiled in the last few days."
My giggles had dwindled and the grumps had settled. The power of momma, to suck the joy right out of a home. Not pretty.
Life can throw some hard ick on our canvas. But our joy, my joy should never be controlled by my circumstances good or bad.
Joy is a fruit of the Spirit, not the flavor of my mood.
Momma on a mission. To splatter joy all over my life.
Picture the spinning paper wheel. Giddy artists gather round as glops of paint hit the paper and fly. Masterpieces hang to dry while fingers carry the remnant of oober joy. Yeah, kind of like that. A life splattered with joy.
Join me on my journey ... to splatter joy. Mondays I'll be posting, sharing, splattering ....
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