Compassion Friday from brian crow on Vimeo.
Spring cleaning today. I wiped clean the walls in the family room, now free from a winter’s worth of wood stove dust. The walls, butter yellow, a color I painstakingly selected years ago. In the hallway, a dime-sized hole in that yellow Sheetrock.
Each time I walk past that blip of an imperfection, my spirit growls. Stupid hole, don’t you dare get bigger.
So what do I do with this?
This is Kolkata, India.
Suddenly a little hole in the wall is not such a big deal.
Who lives there? Is there a mom like me, cleaning, wiping away grime from walls that are nothing like mine?
What does she think of her walls made of cloth and sticks?
Lord, help me…
Proverbs 31:8-9
Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves, for the rights of all who are destitute. Speak up and judge fairly; defend the rights of the poor and needy.
I anticipate being on the quiet side here this week. With the A Woman Inspired conference taking up most of my day, I’m going to focus my attention there. I’ll probably write thoughts about it at the end of the week. Please leave me your own links about the conference in the comments when I publish my post.
What else? My Twitter and Facebook fast has come to an end, now that Lent is over. I have lots to say about that experience too, mostly regarding Twitter. Those thoughts may find themselves here before the end of the week. Next week at the latest.
And lastly, I had the most wonderful time at my first regional conference for Compassion International advocates this past weekend. Must blog about that too.
Lots to write about… many thoughts coming. But first the kids, life in general and all those little tasks away from the computer. I’ll be back…