"For we are labourers together with God..."
Yesterday, as I was sweeping my kitchen, Youngest (now three) decided he wanted to help. He grabbed his kid-sized broom and eagerly whisked the crumb piles I had already accumulated. Needless to say (but I will say it anyway) he mostly succeeded to make a bigger mess than was already there. Then he grabbed the dustpan and hand-held broom to sweep up the now scattered crumbs. This was an amusing sight as he circled over and over, backing up the dustpan while sweeping, always missing some particles which made it necessary to back up the dustpan again. Let's just say his hand-eye coordination could have been a little better. He sure got one area of the kitchen floor clean, but not much else.
I could have done this chore faster without his help. I could have gotten the floor cleaner without it also. But he would have missed out on some training, and I would have missed out on watching him learn something. I guided him and praised him throughout, but I knew without a doubt that it might have been easier had I done it all
|The Sunday Wood|
From "Out to Old Aunt Mary's" by James Whitcomb Riley
Courtesy of www.fromoldbooks.org
Thank you, Lord for allowing me to participate in work that you can accomplish without me. Thank you for giving me the chance to learn through my mistakes (all mine) and successes (all Yours). I can be sure that You are glorified because You never had to let me help in the first place. May I always look to You for guidance and help.