Maybe I just want to be heard? But how can I expect you to read a nothing something post? Other bloggers don't have this experience I think. I mean you all write such meaningful things. And as much as I would like to write something profound and meaningful it's just not a thing that can be forced you know?
A game maybe? What to play I spy? Childish I know, but perhaps if you feel blah and play along you won't perhaps you will discover something you didn't spy before.
I spy.... a ring. It has a sparkly stone, it's on hand, with short nails slightly bitten with worry, with fingers warn from a day of hard labor. The wearer sleeps softly with joy. She is loved deeply.
I spy.... pictures. 13 of them drawn from the hands of children, hung by the hard working hands previously mentioned. They are hung all around the room from the bed I type. Hung because the hard working hands love to be surrounded by the images of a child's mind. The pics are of cars, and smiley blobs, a pirate on a beach with treasure, the flag of a free nation, horses, and elephants (mommy's fav), and a large pink looking bird with dead eyed fish(?) LOL, and wait one that reads, "my family are children of God" and we are all there. I don't think I ever looked at them all. :0)
I spy.... "The Living Christ" testimony of the 12. Many of those who's name are on that document have moved on. I miss them. Especially Gordon B. Hinkley.
I spy.... A book, "The Second Comforter" interestingly enough. Jesus, my Saviour is right above it. There in eye shot always watching over me.
My spy's are not nothing at all there are indeed something. They let me know I am surrounded by LOVE! The love of a spouse. The love of my children. The Love of good leaders. The love of my Savior.
What do you spy? What does it tell you?
