Today Emma, who is two years old, got her hands on the bag of the Rummi-cube pieces. If you are not familiar with Rummi-Cube, it is a game that is played with tiles that have numbers on them. There are 8 sets of tiles numbered 1-13 (2 sets of 4 colors).
Emma, being her two-year-old self, dumped them all over the floor. She was having a grand ol' time digging in them, throwing them to the four winds, kicking them to watch them slide across the floor, when I found her and decided it was time to clean up.
It took a solid hour of her running back and forth on her short, chubby legs to deposit them, a few at a time in my waiting lap. With each trip, I would praise her efforts, and she would run back for more. Sometimes she would linger...fingering the pieces that she had already left with me, before running back for the next load. Did she get them all? Honestly...we probably won't know until we play the game.
I was thinking that I am much like Emma. I take the gifts that God has given me. Sometimes, instead of using them for their purpose, I scatter them, misuse, and abuse them. They can not be used for their intended purpose while I am playing my games, no one else is getting the benefit, and I am making a mess in the process.
When I do bring them to The Father...sometimes it is only a little at a time. Even after leaving them ... I still continue to want to finger them, and try to take them back. He could help me clean the mess, but He chooses to praise me for my efforts all along the way. Only eternity will reveal if there were wasted opportunities...just like Emma's missing pieces.
1 comment:
Mom, I love this! Last night Olivia asked me to clip a hang nail on her finger, but every time that I tried she would snatch her hand back saying "be careful, it hurts". I'm a lot like Olivia,I can ask God for help with the things that are causing me pain, but I snatch them back before he can help me. As an adult, I like to think that I've evolved and matured since my childhood; guess not!
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