Thursday, April 28, 2011

If I ever got a tatoo...

...this is what it would be.  Somewhere obvious and easy to refer to, like maybe the palm of my hand.  I would probably be a better parent, wife, friend, and person because of it.  Because I need the reminder.  Constantly.  A constantly constant reminder.  Especially, for instance, after a long week of Super J being out of town and all four of my kids come in the house, tracking mud, and two of them decide to clean their shoes off on two different carpets.  Did I mention, it was a thick grassy mud mix?

Ephesians 4: 32
And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you.

At least when I chucked the shoes outside, it wasn't in the garbage.

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