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When You Know You're Doing It Right

Andrew's artwork titled "Joseph"
Sunday afternoons as a clergy family are interesting...

In the fall, I typically turn on the Lions and watch them (attempt) to play football.  Yesterday was no exception (at least for me - The Lions didn't even seem to show up during the second half).  The boys will get out their Legos, monster trucks, and various other toys.  My wife will typically be seen watching a movie on Chicktime (Lifetime, that is).  Sometimes we will play a family game together, or just enjoy snuggling on the couch as we watch a family movie.  

Sometimes, the boys want to make things.  Usually out of play-dough or sand.  However, many of the gifts that I typically receive are in the form of artwork.  Andrew and Josh both enjoy making works of art and giving them away.  Yesterday, Andrew gave me this drawing of his interpretation of Joseph, from the Old Testament stories.  With a smile on his face, and a hint of pride in his voice, he said "Here daddy, put this in your office."  Not thinking anything of it at the moment, I said "Thank you" and set it down (not my proudest parenting moment but hey, football!).  Andrew promptly responded by saying "Now go put it in your office".

What is it about receiving hand-drawn pictures from our children that just melts our hearts like warm butter on a hot ear of corn?  I'm not sure, but I think it has a lot to do with the satisfaction of knowing that, as a parent, you must be doing something right.  And, I think that the reciprocated feeling of our children seeing the smile on our face brings them great joy and satisfaction that they, too are doing something that brings joy to us.

After all, is it not our job as parents to encourage our children and cheer-lead them on in their lives?  

Another thing... I wonder how God feels when we use our gifts and talents to honor him... I tend to believe that God puts on a humongous smile and says "Great job".  And, unlike the earthly parent who decides to soak up just one more play from the football game, God gets up right away to put the picture on his wall.

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