


Jessica and I worked together on a box. (I would tell you that it has a secret bottom, but then it wouldn't be a secret.) Talk about a clash. I was frustrated that Jessica wasn't hitting the nail straight. She was frustrated that I wasn't holding the wood straight. Together, we were getting nowhere on the box. In fact, Tabitha finished her project before Jessie and I even got 2 boards nailed together.
Dun-da-dun! Edwin to the rescue!
Instead of telling her how not to hit the nail, he showed her how to do it better.
I know he doesn't feel perfect and he feels impatient a lot of the time. But most of the time, he's fun, he's firm and he's a model of what a child of God should be like.
I want to learn that kind of patience. I want to be someone my girls would like to imitate. Maybe when I grow up, I can be like Edwin, too.
3 comments:
man, I wish I knew you'd been posting so often! Thank you for sharing your gift of words.
I'm with Jenna, Patty! You didn't sound very promising about your blogging in your e-mail! Now I'll check more often. Love you and miss you.
What a blessing you are!
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