Cement day has always been my favorite day. (Wheelchair
distribution is now vying for the top spot.) I don’t know if it is the digging
in the dirt or the permanence of the concrete. This is the rainy season and the
dirt is rich.
Noah and I are on the same team and we learned a very
important lesson. We are imperfect!! Noah is imperfect because he “accidentally”
spilled a bucket load of water/cement on my back. I struggled with the fact
that my cement slab did not look as good as it would have if Craig had done it.
Noah locked onto the word imperfect (meaning the slab) and later laughingly we
both agreed that we were imperfect, it lightened the situation and made it fun
and silly. But giving it further, more
serious thought, it made it okay. I am not perfect. That is an important thing
to keep in mind. This is not about my ability to lay a perfect slab. It is
about following God’s command to love others. I am so thankful for the
opportunity to do just that.
-Marcy
-Marcy
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