Thursday, October 9, 2008

Traces of Love

I can't seem to walk out of the house with clean clothes on. I think I'm going to work looking spiffy, but someone seems to point out traces of my children on me. Earlier this week as I was in the makeup room getting ready for the newscast with my co-worker Maggie Wade. She sweetly pointed out that I had some "white stuff" in my hair. I didn't see it, but as I moved closer to the big mirror, I spotted it. Rice cereal! After I had fed Lilly Faith breakfast, I kissed on her as I always do and her messy mouth transferred some rice cereal in my hair. I had been walking around all day with it! Yesterday, I noticed some dirty spots on my black dress pants I was wearing. Then I remembered..Will had given me a big hug on my legs before I left for work and left traces of dried macaroni and cheese behind. On top of that, I had let Gracie play in some glitter and glue on the kitchen table. She apparently had some red glitter specks on her hands and guess where it went when we said our afternoon good-byes? Yep, my pants. Its a wonder viewers can't see just how messy my hair and pants really are via the air waves. They probably think I don't have a washing machine! But when you're around children, you can't help but get some of them on you.

The people with whom you spend the most time with, you act like. Moma always said it like this: birds of a feather flock together. Psalm 5:12 says, "For you bless the godly, O Lord; you surround them with your shield of love." I John 4:12 says, "But if we love one another, God lives in us." When Moses came down from the mountain from receiving the Ten Commandments, his face was glowing because he had been in the presence of God and had witnessed God's love.

When we spend time in prayer and fellowship with the Lord, we take His love with us. It becomes obvious who we have been spending time with. No, our face may not glow, but others will be able to see Jesus in us. And on the other hand when we have been neglecting that time with Him, it becomes obvious to others. When you've been with Jesus, you can't help but get a little bit of Him on you!


Mary said...

Truer words were never spoken. I have been following your blog for a while and have been blessed by your transparency and your honesty. Thanks so much for sharing yourself with others.

samantha said...

Amen and Amen!!! Thanks for this wonderful reminder today!!!

Big Bob said...

I call all those little messes, marks, and smuggies "Love scars". I love those things. My girls are grown now but I can remember being in the middle of class and feeling something sticky on my arm. Just a little love scar from one of my girls created by something that didn't quit make it to the mouth. love scars, beautiful love scars.