I read some literature today. Allow me to quote a portion.
“And the Grinch with his grinch feet ice cold in the snow stood puzzling and puzzling, “how could it be so?!”
“It came without ribbons! It came without tags! It came without packages, boxes, or bags!”
“He puzzled and puzzed until his puzzler was sore. Then, the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before. Maybe Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more. “
I read this to Mia today. It was the first time in months we had cracked it open and I could still quote many of the parts, including this segment. My memory is actually not very superb, we’ve just read it that many times.
What lessons can I learn from green the monster? Is he a monster? What is the Grinch? But then, what are all of Dr. Seuss’ other creatures?
Can you tell I’m just trying to find something, anything to write about without having to think too deeply? It’s past my bedtime.
The Grinch. Mia. Today…
Wow, am I setting a good example? I think I am, but am I really? Am I living in such a way that Sophie, Mia, and anyone else would say, “there is a giver?” I might have to say no. Man, being a parent must be terrifying. Being a nanny is already ample responsibility.
I pray I can be more giving (in all facets) so the littles who look up to me might be inspired to do the same. I pray they aren’t only seeing me, but also the Love who fuels me.
For His glory.
That is my prayer tonight. I blogged about giving. I’m signing out.