The cutest thing happened at our church picnic last night.

A little girl named Lynsey, who is  the sweetheart of the church, received a gift from some friends. Lynsey just celebrated her sixth birthday, and some folks had gotten her this humongous, really bling-bling, "diamond" ring to wear. Well, of course, it came in a not-meant-to-be-opened-by-human-hands kind of packaging, and the gift-giver said, "You're going to need some scissors or something to open that, Lynsey." And Lynsey said, "I can do it."  And then she turned around, gift in hand, and  hollered, "Daaaad-dy!"

And it just illustrated beautifully my attitude much of the time--with one exception. I will try and try to do it myself. I will fuss and vent and fume and cry and get totally out of hand...THEN I will call for my Daddy. Oh yes, I think I can do it myself. Undaunted by the odds or my own inadequacy, I am determined to put on an "I can do it" face.

There is something going on in my life right now that I have been fussing about for a good part of the day. Not even out loud, just an internal fussing as I plan and plot what I will do to "fix" things. Oh Lord, let me be more like Lynsey and just give it up and come to you quickly!

My Daddy can fix this.

My Daddy will set things straight.

My Daddy can get the unbudging plastic case around my bling-bling ring out of the way.

Yes, He can.

Daaaad-dy!

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Posted by 2peter318

That was a very sweet and encouraging post. I am the same way, and will always try to fix things myself. Thank you for sharing it. :)
JoAnn

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