I Got Panties On

Kids say the darndest things.  I should know because my 9 to 5 puts me in close contact with them.  I had just started a session with one of my 2-year-old friends when she exclaimed, “I got panties on!”  Now, I’m the type of person that likes to deal in facts.  And this was new information to me.  So, I checked to see if her statement was based in reality.  Sure enough, she had panties on…over her pull up.

I’m not a party pooper (as mentioned in “I Climbed a Mountain”) so I celebrated with my friend.  Congratulated her on being a big girl.  Cheered and yahoo-ed with her.  Then we got into our work.  We were playing with farm animals when an aroma began to permeate the room.  No, it was not the sweet fragrance of the Holy Spirit.  This stank.  It smelled like poop.

So, I asked my dear, sweet friend with the panties on if she had pooped.  She nodded her head “yes” and then asked for some candy.   Clearly my angelic, precious friend had lost her mind.  REALLY???

But that’s how I do God.  Just as surely as I proclaimed that I was walking in obedience, a test came.  The usher tried to usher me up to the third row in service.  She was still walking when I sat down in the fifth row.  My cousin said, “Didn’t you just drop a post about obedience?”  We both laughed.   

I’m an imperfect person in an imperfect world.  I’m striving to do better every day.  And that matters.  It makes a difference.  To the mother that is over wrestling her children into the car without cursing them out, you got this.  To the student who needs to dedicate more time to school, you’ll make it one day at a time.  To the perfect person who has no problems, bless your heart.

I got panties on ya’ll!  Now let’s see how long I can keep them clean.  #wepreach