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#LightTheWorld by Being Humble

Jesus sought no glory.  Everything he did was motivated by love, rather than praise of men.  As I looked at the suggestions for the #LightTheWorld initiative today, one of them caught my eye.  It said:  
  • Learn to laugh at yourself. Start by posting an embarrassing childhood picture.
My first thought was, that won't be too embarrassing.  What would be embarrassing would be to post a photo of my room, which is in that awkward pre-Christmas phase, with presents in various stages of wrapping, and boxes and wrapping paper all over the place.  The other day I was embarrassed in person, as a friend came by when my kitchen (also in the middle of holiday preparations) was a disaster with a capital D.  As I looked through old photos, I realized that I had pictures of me "helping" my mom around the house--proof positive that I had at least been trained in basic housekeeping skills!  

 I decided to post some of those photos.  Housework is humble work, done out of love and is not usually praised.  And these photos aren't exactly the most flattering, so we can all laugh together:
Photo:  In the kitchen with my mom.  I'm making a mess rolling out a pie dough.  I'm scared now to think of what impish thought was in my head at the time--my facial expression looks devilish.
Photo:  Me at the kitchen sink, washing up after a particularly messy painting session (either that or I butchered a large animal--it's hard to tell.)
Photo:  I had apparently put aside my fear of the vacuum cleaner for the moment.  Check out my doggie slippers!
When I came to this next photo, I wondered what was up with the head wrap.  Then it dawned on me that I was currently wearing a clean dish towel on my head--something I do every day to help my curls stay curly.  
Photo:  Me striking a "happy homemaker" pose, with my dustpan and broom between the kitchen and the utility room
Next, I started mentally scrutinizing my wardrobe.  What was it with me and red pants with a mustard shirt?  Then I thought of the clothes currently in my closet.  I realized what I must do. 
Photo:  A grown-up version of the above photo

 No matter how much I want to be a capable, grown-up adult, many times, I still feel like I am just acting the part.  Perhaps the point of humility is to get us to rely on our Heavenly Father--to acknowledge that we are nothing without Him, but that with His love and guidance, we can accomplish the tasks before us, no matter how humble they are, and no matter how we might be dressed.  

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Thanks for Jesus Christ, the perfect example of all good traits.

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  1. UnknownDecember 13, 2016 at 3:01 PM

    Hahaha hahaha...butchered a LG animal!??? You are so ado. We had a photo of my two nephews when they were very small babies in baskets and took a photo of them six feet tall and in their twenties crammed into similar baskets....my favorite. Photo!

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    1. KristiDecember 14, 2016 at 8:30 AM

      Well, it did look like I went a little heavy with the red paint. :-) The re-enactment of your nephews photo sounds really funny!

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  2. Tired TeacherDecember 13, 2016 at 3:09 PM

    A fun, fun post! I love the re-enacted photo.

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  3. Pat BDecember 13, 2016 at 11:20 PM

    I looked at the picture of me and thought what ever happened to my hair! Then I realized it was a shadow above and around the side of my head. LOL. There once was a time when I was very thin. That is an amazing match of clothing colors too. I'm not sure why you had whatever that was on your head. You liked wearing hats of sorts in dress up. Your message is a good one.😀

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    1. KristiDecember 14, 2016 at 8:37 AM

      Funny--I didn't even notice anything wrong with your hair. I guess I always saw it as a shadow. I could have photoshopped the shadow out if I had paid better attention. As to why I was wearing that on my head, who knows? It was pretty funny for me to realize just how much I am that same 3 year old!

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