When asking this morning what my family should look like, I laughed to see cans on a string. The cans were not perfect but splotched with color and dented with wear, bouncing along behind the bumper of a car. These cans made plenty of noise, and neither driver nor passenger seemed to mind but rather relinquish the comical aspect of the adventure. Their faces were full of joy and laughter, the sun warming their faces. My heart was softened to see the analogy the Lord had given me regarding our role as parents and the collection of treasure that our full quiver really is. With my tendency toward perfectionism, I truly was not expecting such a response from my Master. My heart was open, however, and my eyes ready to see. With just weeks or possibly days prior to the birth of our sixth child, the timing is perfect. He is telling us to rest and delight in the imperfect gifts that He has given. I believe His desire is for each canvas he ...
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