I don't know if Mama knew, but trust me, if I'd known I'd have told Karen, "Thanks, but not thanks." (Yes, I had "issues" even at that tender age.)
Karen very politely showed me the way to the outhouse before supper. During supper, Karen's mom explained that the next afternoon (Saturday) Karen and I would be the first to take our baths, IN FRONT OF THE FIREPLACE! I promise, I'm not kidding!
Back to the outhouse. I forced myself to go once before dark. I think that was the only trip I made the whole visit. I just couldn't do it. Unfortunately, I couldn't weasel my way out of the bath. Talk about being scarred for life! Needless to say, I didn't spend the night at Karen's again.
Our girls, Annalyn and Gracie, were here this weekend. Have you been around a toddler during potty training lately? Did it seem to you that her world, and yours, revolved around the toilet? And almost as bad, its axis relied on trusting the toddler.
After a quick supper at our favorite fast food stop, Gracie and Grandpa were heading home after stopping to pick up milk. Annalyn and I were going to do a little shopping. Oops! I forgot to take Gracie potty before they headed out.
Mimicking a similar episode Gracie and Mommy had a couple of weeks ago at Target, Tom thought the cart had sprung a leak. Nope, just Gracie, who warned Grandpa about 30 seconds too late.
When big sister and I got home from shopping, "great" Grandpa had Gracie in the tub, wet clothes in a basket, and they were laughing and playing. I absolutely know that God was in the bathroom, smiling and clapping for Tom choosing to enjoy his granddaughter instead of grimacing over a bit of a mess. God showed me again the next morning that He'll go wherever He's needed, even the bathroom.
Time out for this public service announcement: I have a very empathetic and nurturing heart. Unfortunately, it seems to go dormant when health issues arise. (That means I'm horrible at "nursing the sick".)
Saturday morning Annalyn got up with a stomach ache. Okay, I know what to do. Thankfully, God does, too. (Has anyone else had trouble trusting toddlers or drama queens?) Pepto-Bismol will cure what ails you, right?
What unlikely place have you seen God in lately? Don't you love it when He shows His hand in what seems the most unlikely of places? I wonder if that's what Nehemiah was talking about when he wrote, "...for the joy of the Lord is your strength?” (Nehemiah 8:10 RSV)
Dear Reader, I hope you find God's joy and strength this week. If you need a little more reassurance of places to look, head over to see Crystal at Intentionally Pursuing with me, or to Purposeful Faith with Kelly.