Perfectionist ... I am NOT !

I make NO claim to be a perfectionist.

You can ask any of my girls about this....

or probably anybody that knows me.

This shirt would NOT have been worn in my home,

by any of my girls.

In my book not being a perfectionist sets me free 

from having to do things in a nearly perfect way.

I like things the way I like things.....but I don't have to have them perfect!

Three of our fourteen amazing grandchildren are staying

with us for a few days.  This keeps me on my toes.  I am enjoying each day with them.

Anyway, I was just brushing my teeth getting ready to leave for work day at the chapel this morning.

I saw, out of the corner of my eye, a little six year old named Chloe.....

standing in the middle of my bed....with her socks on.  

Usually this would not be any big deal but we are in the middle

of a construction project and there is construction dust, sheet rock dust, saw dust....everywhere. 

In other words.....our socks are dirty 

just from walking on the floors here.

When I suggested maybe she get down she replied 

that she would like to help me out 

by making my bed for me.  

Wow! What a sweet thing to do for her gramma!

I asked her if she thought she could do it from the floor

and she thought she could.

When she got done making the bed.....

the "lines" on the spread are not straight and are not exactly

where I put them when I make the bed.

  There are wrinkles on the top.

The pillows are not 'rolled over' as I do it.

But the made bed is a sweetness to me that

I almost cannot describe.

I was not even tempted for one little second to remake that bed.

I grabbed my little Chloe and thanked her

for her kind sweetness to me.

Not even if I were a perfectionist would I

want to change the way she made my bed.

It is one of those "moments" to hide in my heart ..... forever on earth!

Chloe

Thank you Chloe, for your sweetness to me.
I pray that you will always have a sweet spirit
and that you will always want to please others,
 but especially the LORD Jesus.