This was my gift from my first grandchild this past Mother’s Day. This photo is the lid from a candle that my granddaughter drew on for me. (She was 18 months old at the time) Underneath her artwork it says “Best Grandma”.
Although it’s not a Monet or a Van Gogh, it means more to me than any famous piece of art on my wall ever could. While she was doing her artwork “scribbles” I know my daughter was letting her know that this was for her grandma. I can imagine her little brain working so hard to make something beautiful for me.
In this world we live in, the “artwork” we see around us doesn’t need to be “Van Gogh” worthy. Instead, let’s look around for those little things that touch us; that speak to us; that fill us with the good we need to see. There is so much good if we just take the time to look past the fancy, perfect “stuff” and look for the small things that have so much beauty. May we take some time today to see the beauty in the “scribbles”.
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Very thought provoking…