Sadie, the Blogger

So, I may have created a monster.

"Hey mom, can you post this on your blog? I think it's awesome and I spent A LOT of time on it!"

"Of course, Sadie."

I love many things about this piece of artwork.

I love that we all have on shirts that say "Best ________ Ever".  Sadie's just says "Me". All of us agree she is the best ever, at least in our eyes.

I love that we are holding hands.  I especially like that Jackson and NC are holding hands.

I love that we all have pockets on our jeans and Jackson has a booger. Those two things just make me giggle.

If you look closely, you can faintly see the imprint of an address stamp that bled through from the back side of this paper. After she spent hours on this, Jackson picked it up the next day, it being the closest piece of paper to him, and began stamping our address stamper on the back...just for fun, out of boredom.

Oh sweet Sadie was devastated.  Her masterpiece would never be the same.  Jackson was embarrassed and regretful, and made some excuses.  Mom was irritated and disappointed, scolding one and consoling the other.  Nancy Caroline tried making a photocopy of it, all of us thinking the copy may not show the blurs of ink from the stamp. We were wrong...the scars were there.

So last night when Sadie brought this to me and asked for me to post it, I smiled. A couple weeks later, her brother's action was forgotten.  The blurs of the mistake were forgiven, and ironically had become a part of her masterpiece.

As I have said before, I learn so much from my kids.

"Unless you become like little children...you will never get into the Kingdom of Heaven."

Experiences like this, make me realize that I think the Father said this because little children mimic Him in so many ways. They are more in tune with Him than most of us calloused and skeptical big folks. Forgiveness comes easy to them. They even forget the grievances. And they find beauty in the smudges of mistaken ink.

I will always keep this picture...to remind me of how forgiveness, life, and love should look like. And in the chance I have to remind the three kids of these things somewhere down the line, when they aren't so little anymore.

So, one last thing I love about this drawing...

I love that Sadie finds this piece of artwork of her's extraordinary, brother's smudged ink , and all.