"Great works do not always lie in our way, but every moment we may do little ones excellently, that is, with great love." Saint Francis of Sales, 1567-1622
There are now four little eggs in the Robin's nest in the Rhododendron bush.
"Very often I would feel like a little pencil in God's hand," she said. "He does the writing; he does the thinking; he does the movement--I have only to be a pencil and nothing else."
"A pencil," Muggeridge wrote. "Just a little pencil . . . When we are little pencils in God's hands, we see his work appear in our circumstances."
Mom was keeping a watchful eye on me.
What is your little pencil? It may be your mouth as it teaches Sunday School. It may be your hands as you drive the school bus. It may be your feet as you deliver the mail.
We all have the capability to do something beautiful for God. "I love the idea of being simply a little "pencil" in your hand. Write with me what you desire."
Muggeridge found the phrase enchanting, with a sparkle and gaiety. "Do something beautiful for God." That is why we're here. Why we've given our life to Christ. Why we have decided to serve Him.
We put up two hummingbird feeders this week. We have four coming around to drink. This is a favorite perch one of them flies too .
I actually use a little pencil. Well, a little pen. But your little pencil can be anything. It's your life. Do something beautiful for God.
This butterfly was enjoying the lovely flowers of the Rhododendron bush.
"All service ranks the same with God." Robert Browning, 1812-1889