Monday, June 29, 2015

Ordinary Moments #1

See that paint? Right there, on the wall under the table. 
Ya, that little girl produced the masterpiece.
A couple weeks ago, our neighbors downstairs were playing with a bunch of us on our roof. The rule is, if the kids are in the house they have to be supervised. Well, that little girl is pretty mischievous and somehow manages to get herself into a lot of trouble. I came in from outside, sat down on our floor cushions and looked up. My jaw dropped as I noticed all the paint and then I began to laugh. I knew that it was one of the kids, so we called them all inside and sat down on the floor with them. We simply asked, "Who painted on the walls?" They responded by shouting every name but their own. We explained that if they just admit who did it and apologized that it wouldn't be a big deal. But that little girl just refused to admit that she was the one who got into all the paint. Eventually I looked down at the sweet face who was determined not to get caught, and I noticed her figure nails and her hands. The were covered in red, yellow, and blue paint. We pointed it out to her- and she began to deny it even more- we began to chuckle. But she was persistent, refusing to admit that she was the one.

Eventually, we got her to admit it and there were apologies, correction, and forgiveness. But we ended up talking about telling the truth. Such a simple thing, but at the same time, so destructive when it does not take place. I laughed a lot during the whole process, and I still laugh at the story. It is funny to think of a sweet little girl refusing to admit she painted on the walls even though her hands are covered in the paint. But when it comes to our hearts, its not so funny. Patterns are made in our life, and we have to be committed to being truth-tellers and to calling others to live in the light. As funny as the little event was, it reminded me of how easy it is to choose deception. I was thankful for a light-hearted reminder. I am thankful for the invitation to be a truth-teller. And I was thankful for an opportunity to invite a little girl to also choose the way of truth.