Smile

The other day, I noticed my 9 year old was smiling a lot more than usual. I kept asking her what was going on because it was unusual to see her smile so frequently. (Little insight on my girl: she tends to see the glass as half empty. But you better believe I am combatting that now because that is not a perspective that I want her live with the rest of her life.) She never really gave me a good answer, just kinda giggled and said, "I don't know!" 

Since that day I have been pointing out her smile and telling her how much I love it. And when she is not smiling, I tease her until she is! Not only is her 9 year old smile beautiful to me, it's infectious.

People, we need to smile more! It is good for the smiler and for anyone who sees it. When I see the grins on my kiddos faces, I can't help but grin back. And when I see them in good moods, it puts me in a good mood.

While I'm at it, let me just tell you about one of my pet peeves: when I walk past someone, make eye contact and smile and they make no acknowledgement, no reciprocation of the smile...they just keep walking their grumpy rear-end past me. That drives me crazy! I know sometimes there is other stuff going on in life, but is being polite really that difficult?

Ok, let me just come down off my soapbox by telling you this: your smile could make a difference in the life of someone today. So why not share it? Besides, you look so much more gorgeous with it on that without it. 

KC

my reason

It's late.

But my eternally-encouraging, all-knowing Mom told me that I should write.

I took a break, a pretty long one for me.

But that's because I let doubt creep in.

I strive to let God use my writing for His purpose.

But my head tells me that I'm not worthy.

I'm not good enough.

Why should God use me?

I don't know about you, but that's the story of my life, friends!

I'm not very good at this Mom thing. Sometimes I'm downright horrible at it.

And I still have a lot to learn about marriage.

I'm lucky to have any friends with all the birthdays I've forgotten.

My priorities are pretty much always askew.

Homeschooling. If you ever want to feel like a failure, try homeschooling!

Self-discipline? Ha!

Cleaning bathrooms? Another Ha!

And that list could go on for quite a while...

But I think I'll take another run at this writing thing again.

Because although I bring a lot of imperfections to everything I do,

God can take my shortcomings and turn them into something great. 

And if I can end up giving Him the glory for what I write...

Or for my successes as a Mom...

Or this happy marriage...

Then I won't give up.

I'll keep working toward my calling.

Thanks for reading.

God has me writing for a reason.

Maybe you're the reason why.

KC