A Gift of Weeds and Dirt

The last week or so Isaiah has started to want to share everything and give things to people. One afternoon I walked over to Ryan and Erika's (my bro and sis in law) with him and we were hanging out on their deck. I think Isaiah spent about fifteen minutes walking over to their big flower pots, pulling out some dried flowers, weeds, or dirt and then walking it over to Erika and repeating. He had a huge smile on his face the whole time.

Then I was feeding him a couple days ago and he got into this thing where he would take a drink of his milk, then pass me his cup and I'd pretend to take a drink and give it back to him. He thought that was about the greatest thing ever.

I get a picture of two things from this stuff. First, I want to regain that joy of giving and sharing. For me so often it is a chore and grudging when I share or give. I want to have fun like he does at making others happy.

Second, I know we're all messed up and sinful from the time we're born, but Isaiah's reminded me that there's still some residue of our being created and being "good." There are times he throws tantrums or is selfish, but there's also great joy for him in not being selfish.