Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Clotheslines and Truth

Ruby's "Finfith" dresses were beyond grimy. Smeared with bubble-gum Chapstick and streaked with Crayola. They all received a short-spin-cycle bath, and I hung them on the line. Then, Ruby left for her Daddy Date and Calvin and I left for our Mommy Date.

We all returned a few hours later and Ruby clearly still had eyes only for her Daddy. I watched them together, then I glanced over and saw these:

The sky was at the perfect stage of setting and the dresses looked so magical and full of princess potential. And Ruby was feeling every inch a princess, under the gaze of her Daddy, who finds her to be so lovely.

The lyrics of one of my favorite songs sprang to mind.

Live - Nichole Nordeman
Did you come that we might just survive?
Did you come so we could just get by?
Did you walk among us
so we might merely limp along beside?

I was bound, I have been set free
But I have settled for apathy
Did you come to make me new
And know I'd crawl right back into the skin you found me in?

It's where I am- not where I've been

You make me want to live
You make me want to live
You came to shake us
And to wake us up to something more
Than we'd always settled for
And you make me want to live

We've all been up on the mountain top
A golden glow that's bound to soon wear off
Then it's back to the mundane, telling tales of glory days
When we were hopeful that this change was here to stay

So why would a young man
Live in a waste land
When the castle of his dreams is standing by?
Why would a princess
Put on an old dress
To dance with her beloved and a chance to catch his eye?

Why on earth would I/do I settle for less than God's perfect best for me? Why, at times, can I not fully trust Him, with the eyes and heart of a 3 year old? And why, oh why, do I strain to give Him my very best, knowing as I do that the gift is also in the giving?

Consider me inspired...