Monday, September 7, 2009

Dusting..


The picture on the far left is my son, Logan, with a swiffer. On the right is a clean smaller swiffer. I just changed it though. I was dusting and realized what I was dusting must have been like three or four months worth of dust. I confess, I am terrible about this chore. It's not difficult or anything like that, and I don't have a lot to dust, but honestly I just forget to. As we are preparing to move in December I have felt God really speak to me about cleaning out and in this particular case, dusting.

As I continued to dust my son came to me and said, "help," which I knew to mean he wanted to help me. I smiled at him and gave him this small swiffer while I had the longer one that could reach higher places. I am short at 5'1" and need all of the help I can get. And so, together he and I dusted. It may not seem like much, but I really enjoyed the precious moments we spent together dusting this evening. I am happy that even my small child can show such a willingness to help me and try in his own way to help make my life easier. That is not his job, to make my life easier that is, but I am still greatful, that his little heart even thinks to. My prayer is that he continues to have such a giving heart as he grows, that God will show me how to continue fostering that within him, and that there is nothing with helping your Mom & Dad out - that God actually expects it and delights in you when you do it. May your heart and house be dust-free! Blessings, Ashley


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