What I pictured was 14 candles with pictures of each station on the mantle and my family prayerfully saying the stations of the cross blowing out one candles after each station. Reality was 14 mismatched candles, trying to get them all lit without burning my fingers (Colleen saved the day), arguing over who was going to blow out which candles, John proving he could lay on the couch and still kneel at the apporopriate time and some giggling as we tried to figure it out. I am learning it is not picture perfect that God wants but our effort because when it was alll said and done it felt right.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
14 Candles
What I pictured was 14 candles with pictures of each station on the mantle and my family prayerfully saying the stations of the cross blowing out one candles after each station. Reality was 14 mismatched candles, trying to get them all lit without burning my fingers (Colleen saved the day), arguing over who was going to blow out which candles, John proving he could lay on the couch and still kneel at the apporopriate time and some giggling as we tried to figure it out. I am learning it is not picture perfect that God wants but our effort because when it was alll said and done it felt right.
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