As many of you know, it has been a gray, dark, wet and otherwise unpleasant couple of days (or weeks) in Spokane. February and March are hard months for me because Joe travels more than usual, the weather is usually a mess, and it's too cold/wet to send the kids outside to play. This week has been exactly that. We are all a little grumpy and stir-crazy!
This afternoon, I was driving to Walmart thinking about that. I was looking at the gray sky that was threatening to rain again and noticing all of the gray piles of snow that have not yet melted. Not that I was grumpy or depressed, I was just noticing how yucky everything looked. It was at that moment, Sam decided to teach me a lesson. He and Andrew had been riding quietly in the back of the van when I hear his sweet voice say, in awe, "Wow Mom, Heavenly Father and Jesus sure made a beautiful world for us to live in!"
I was totally taken aback, as if he'd been reading my mind and was disagreeing with it. He went on to talk about the mountains in the distance that were white with snow, the clouds that made cool designs and moved in the wind, the plants that were going to grow so big with all of the rain, etc.
I was truly humbled and grateful for the insights of a child.
And very grateful for our beautiful earth. Rain and all.