The best days
The little guy you see above is frosty, put there by a mysterious man at about midnight last night. When i frantically woke up about 1am and wondered if he had made it back to town amidst the swirling snow and growing more frustrated when he would not answer my phone calls, I hurridly got dressed and was ready to march over to his house and give him an earful for making me worry. However, when I opened my front door, this little guy greeted me on my porch and my once frustrated face turned into a smile. How can you be frustrated at someone after that? So i did indeed go over to confirm that it was him who left it and not some crazy snowman making madman and also to confirm that he was alive and well. Then we had a fun time around the town at 130am, making other little snow creatures.
As i was going back and forth between pretending to be grouchy and nonchalant with him, I had a thought. Do i give others my best? Do i give my best friend my best? Do i give my boyfriend my best? Do i give my friends, my coworkers, my family, myself, my best? Most importantly, do I give God my best? Sadly, I had to admit no to all of those things. Now, I know that I probably am not always going to be able to give my best all the time, to everyone, but do i even try most of the time? Am I ok with just giving everyone the "mediocre Sam"? God is not ok with that because he created me for so much more. I know all those people, including God, that I listed off will forgive me and still love me, even when I don't give them the best of me, but I desire to love the best at all times, to forgive the best at all times, to serve the best at all times, to honor the best at all times, to fulfill the plan God has for me the best at all times. Society tells us that we deserve the best...I think that God deserves our best.
posted by Sam at 8:46 AM
3 Comments:
WOW that little guy is quite wonderful, though he is a bit esqued on his left side. Well whoever the genious who created that wonder is must be quite the artist. Sammy, you are always going on about my no good grammer andrun-on sentances well, eh hem, and I quote:
"When i frantically woke up about 1am and wondered if he had made it back to town amidst the swirling snow and growing more frustrated when he would not answer my phone calls, I hurridly got dressed and was ready to march over to his house and give him an earful for making me worry."
It be okay it just my bad english gone rub on off you.
Anyway I like your comments about giving our best to God, after all He did give His best to us. I know I'm guilty of not giving my best, to be truthful often not even giving my half best, and it is something we all need to be mindful of doing.
Hey! haha so funny you should mention that gargantuan run on sentence because i TOTALLY was thinking of you when i did it! i was going to go back and change it but then I thought, no... Dan loves run on sentences, i will leave it there for him, even if it is illegal in the English world:)But yes, English is not your forte'
Well, here i am. And i would just like to say that english WAS my forte at good ole' TSU, and you see where it's gotten me? That's right. Sitting at a receptionist's desk by a window with 13 bullet holes in it. the moral of this story: English is a virtually useless major.
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