The Titus 2:4 Project

My mom always referred to my wardrobe by the activity the clothes were intended for...play clothes, church clothes, school clothes....so naturally, as I was growing up I added my own references: work clothes, going-out clothes, cleaning-house clothes, fat clothes... not that 'fat' is an activity...maybe I should have called them my eating-too-much clothes.  My first real job was in a department store.  I worked in the Junior Department.  I loved that job.  I made friends with other employees, and the question was always, "What department are you in?"  Shoes.  Dresses.  Lingerie.  Misses.  Men's.   Perhaps a more effective way to organize a store would be by activity.  But today, as I begin a new year with the hopes of fitting back in my "not-eating-at-all clothes" (see yesterday's blog), I was thinking about what to put on this morning.  It occurred to me that the world now lovingly refers to athletic cloth...

I can't believe it's already supper time on Sunday evening...I must have had fun this weekend because time sure did fly. I had the privilege of spending time with one of my grand babies on Friday night.  He is almost 2.  Less than a month to go until his birthday.  He's such a fun little man.  Full of energy and wide - eyed fascination of everything he sees. He reminded me of why JESUS said that unless we become like little children we would not enter the kingdom of God. (Matt. 18:3) Corbyn has a sense of awe about him that JESUS wants me to have.  Everything from worms slithering under the rocks that we turned over to the bird nest we discovered in the gazebo was reason to pause and stare.  As adults it's so easy to lose that sense of wonder when we see the everyday things of life. Sure, we are still amazed at childbirth or a majestic view from atop a high mountain, but when is the last time you studied those little ants crawling across the kitchen ...