Thursday, September 23, 2010

Let It Shine

And look at that grey hair on the top of my head!! yikes! 

You must listen to this song while reading this post. I'm addicted to it.

I often focus too much on what I can't do.

At the end of each day I think of how I failed or what I didn't accomplish.

A's church teacher rang this week to ask what her talents were.

She needed 5 things to share in the class.

I had to think hard. Like REALLY HARD

I told the teacher that talents are fairly rare in this house

We aren't good at  well.....anything really.

Of course we discussed/covered our failings by talking about things that might not necessarily be measureable or actual  physical talents.

Talents of all fields, kinds, visible or invisible.

We came up with the five things eventually. It might have included climbing on the roof and casting spells (which we didn't think would be suitable for church :) always eager to get ready every morning. A people person as she constantly NEEDS other people around her.

Today was a crazy day yet very fulfilling. Why I am amazed at something that that I have already blogged about -  I don't know why.  I'm sitting in the cool spring weather, covered in suds with kids sliding between my legs and it came to me.

This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine.

We had a man from the country stay with us last night. He was far from home with nowhere to go. He couldn't leave (not allowed to travel alone on a bus! after procedure) couldn't stay alone in hotel (same reason) Red Cross Hostel's were booked. Somehow he found his way to us.  I let him stay in our house and drove him to the bus the next day. I fed him dinner, gave him  a bedroom and sheets. He gave us treats and let my girls use his cane. He showed them how to use it like a gun :)  He talked and was like a grandpa to them. Is this a talent? Not being afraid to share ones house and home?

Today I attempted to make CakePop's . I've wanted to try for like 2 years. I finally bought some Lollypop sticks.  They were pretty fail. It's harder than it looks to make a nice, clean, neat looking one. I was sad. I wanted pretty things to take to a bookclub tomorrow night. However I will try again. Next time they will look better than this time. Is this a talent?  Making mildly ugly treats and be willing to try again?

My house is total mess. Cake pop mess, toy mess, a nappy that got wet from water and exploded so I have those moisture jelly granules EVERYWHERE in the bathroom. A freezer that won't shut, sheets, mattresses, pillows everywhere (from relocating my three girls so Country man could stay in their room) wet swimmers and mud strewn everywhere. But I had the most amazing afternoon slip and sliding with bubbles everywhere. I've never heard my baby laugh so much in her life. Our neighbour came to chat across the fence. Is this a talent? To realise sudsy squealing muddy fun is more important than housework?

While sitting in above mentioned mess while cooking dinner an emotionally, mentally and possible spiritually challenged person came calling at my house. A totally harmless person, but difficult to deal with nonetheless. My baby was very wary. Manic laugher and nonsensical conversation - she could tell something was up with this person. However as I dealt with her, and was able to get her out of her one tracked idea she had brewing something she said did speak to me. I apologised for my hugely messy house, naked children, burning dinner and she said so calmly and softely, it pierced my heart "Oh don't be ashamed" Is this a talent? To not be ashamed when you are embarrassed? When people may see what you try to hide behind closed doors?

The above song has been stuck in my head all day.

this little light of mine, Im gonna let it shine,
this little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine
... let it shine, let it shine, let it shine

I fail every day.

Every day has good and bad.

I'm going to try and  focus on when I let my light shine. And to make it shine more often than not.

let it shine, let it shine, let it shine


lissyal said...

wow this post has really struck a chord with me. Why am I ashamed of my messy house. It is a sign that my children live in this house! There are days that i choose not to pick up the 50 sultanas on the floor because, sooner or later they'll be eaten. Gross I know, but one less thing i have to clean and they're not whining about being hungry. Now when people come over, I just make sure the toilet and vanity sink are clean. The rest doesn't matter so much. So we're humans, one day i'll have a clean house. And in that day i'll probably be sad and miss those grotty little hands.

I've had a post brewing in my mind on a similiar topic. This has added a new dimension.

jgibson said...

Hi there

It's Jill from your Mr's work I would like to let you know that you have many talents firstly and most of important you are a mother, a carer, a domestic cleaner, you are a chef, an event organiser and many more.... so please don't think you don't have any talents. said...

I was a talentless child amid a noisy house full of many equally talentless siblings. I remember dad describing the difference between being 'gifted' and being 'talented', talent is something learnt and gifted being something you are born with. I knew I had to practice hard at everything I did just so that I could have something that would be even slightly considered as 'Talent'. I don't think my parents would have been able to pin point any particular achievement in any of us, not for any other reason other than, we were just kids. Kids are budding talent, budding personalities, budding quirks, but each with their individual special qualities.

When I was about 8 or 9 yrs old, a stranger turned to me after riding in an elevator and said "My goodness little lady, your smile is amazing, you are so gifted to have been given that smile." And off she went......leaving me to question whether smiling was actually a gift.

Almost 30 years later, and i can honestly say, smiling is a gift. A gift you can give away constantly. Perhaps your little miss has only budding talents, but we can be certain that her heart is a gift that grows from deeper within. It can't be listed, but can be felt.

Stace said...

I think you're amazing!! I love every post you write... and I think one of your greatest talents is being an amazing Mother!! I am always inspired when I read everything that you do with your girls. xo

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