I press buttons. No, not just people’s emotional buttons although I do that too, I mean literal buttons. If there’s a radio or a gadget or anything that has buttons, I want to press them to see what they do!  Sometimes, it’s not a good outcome, and it’s certainly a good thing I don’t ride in airplanes with ejection seats… there has to be this one big button for that.

I often prefer conversations with toddlers, they make so much more sense, and just don’t take things so seriously.

With each passing year, of which they are doubling in speed, I am learning that all of these flaws, faults, quirks, annoyances, whatever the heck they are, comprise this totally imperfect, fluffy, messy, sad today, happy tomorrow, emotional, caring, loving, joyful girl who was created by the greatest Inventor of all time.  You were created by Him too.  He doesn’t make mistakes, right?   He made me exactly the way I am…. bless His heart, bless your heart.  He also made you exactly the way you are too.  While there are days people may struggle with our . . .personalities, He never struggles (and we just need to pray for those people to stop struggling).  He may laugh, shake his head, wonder what in the world…  but He never struggles.  He just watches as we play at His feet and He marvels at his masterpiece, the one with the cracks and dents and spilled paint, in the exact places He intended them to be.  I love that Guy for making me, loving me, and helping me to love me.  I pray He does the same for you.  Oh, and let’s pray for the people who struggle to love us too, they need prayers as much as we do, right?

Love you!  Now go out there and embrace you, flaunt you, be you.  Just be you.  God don’t make no junk.