As I nursed Baby L in the blue rocking chair in the corner, I picked up a library book to re-read. It's a very sweet book that I think I might purchase because it gently feeds my spirit.
This morning it opened a door to inspiration.
Gratitude. I so want to nurture a spirit of gratitude in our family.
Baby L fell asleep and I knew I needed to take action immediately. I put him in bed with a flannel blanket (it is oddly cool today) tucked around his sweet fat legs before I turned to the paper drawer.
I made this:
It is simple--not beautiful at all to look at. Printer paper, scotch tape, yarn, a ball point pen, some stickers. It is not a work of art, not Pinterest-worthy.
But if I waited to make a beautiful work of art, it would probably never be done . . . or I would worry about it being ruined.
I hope the beauty comes in the thoughts that are written there. I hope that as I set the example of jotting down my thankful thoughts as they come, the rest of the family will follow. I hope that the littlest ones will scribble on it and that the slightly older ones will creatively spell their happy words. I hope the oldest ones will sometimes be silly and sometimes be sincere.
I hope, over time, the plain old paper will become a treasure of inestimable worth.
PS--it's been a few days since I put it up, and everyone loves it! We all pause to jot a note or two at random times in the day. My heart is so very fully as I see the silly and tender thoughts of my precious, precious family.
I am so thankful!