Playing nice in the sandbox...

I wrote this back in 2009 when Abby was much younger but the sand still flies from time to time. 


I spent time with Abby and her new friend Kaden.  They were playing the sand box and sand was flying.  It is what we expect when kids play.  I wonder why I expect anything less whenever humans get together...sand flies and it gets in our eyes and we think that if will never let us see again.

But we shed a few tears and we move on and know that the sand box is a place where we can expect to see the sand and the fur fly.

It isn't always fair...and it isn't the way that we like it...we learn from the whole thing...we learn that it is in the sand box that sand can fly but also it is in the sandbox where castles can be built.  In this life there is incredible beauty in the middle of such mess.  I choose to stay in the sandbox even when the sand flies.  Enjoy the sand and put up with the sand that flies...God can use it all both experiences to grow my soul.  That is the submission part, experience the sand flying and yet  trust that God is going to use it all for his kingdom's advanvr.