Out of the mouths of babes

I know there's nothing worse than parents who blog about 'My kid just said the cutest thing!' But seriously. Sometimes kids can be pretty funny.

Like today, after I picked Olivia up from school. We pulled through the church parking lot. She looked at the steeply-pitched roof of the church and said "we have a triangle church." But then she started to process. "Except at the bottom, where it's more rectangle. Hmmm."

Wait for it. Here it comes.

"I know, we have a tri-rectal church!"

"Um, what?" I asked, trying hard not to shriek.

"We have a tri-rectal church!"

I think that's my new motto for Lakebay. Lakebay Community Church - We're Tri-Rectal!

All I Really Want

is a clean, uncluttered workspace. An open space in which to read, to ponder, to pray, to study. A space free of distractions and piles, a space conducive to relaxation, to rest, to stillness in which I might hear the Lord speak.

But I have kids. And they stop by the office sometimes. And they write me notes that they stick up on walls. And they pull the books off my shelf, and play with the toys I have on display. They drop cookie crumbs all over my carpet. They make messes.

Let's face it. Kids are distracting.

But I suppose it's a good trade-off, in the end.

Especially on those days when God decides to speak through your kids, rather than in spite of them.

Have a good Leap Day, everyone.