It Really is the Little Things

So every Christmas we set out our Little People Nativity set and every year I meticulously put it away with all of the rest of the Christmas decorations... last year I must have not been so meticulous which is not like me, but is something I am trying to learn so I guess that is a good thing. I set it all up this year and was so proud, until I went to my friends house who has the same nativity and noticed that I was missing two pieces (a cow and some food). I went home really bummed about it, but proud of myself at the same time for letting go of some of my neurotic behavior (every play set MUST stay together). I was REALLY bummed about it for like a week and decided maybe I should check all of the other little people play sets to see if they got mixed. I went to my sons room and was delighted to find the food, I promptly returned the food to the nativity set which was getting ready to be put away until next year. Still really bummed I prayed that Jesus would take away the bummers and allow me to move on... after all it is just a toy.

Later that day I was frantically searching the house for all of my sons pacifiers which I boil like once a month to sterilize them (see the neurotic side of me) I was missing just one, but kept searching and searching. I decided to look under the couch, we have this weird hole (which I like to call the Bermuda triangle) in our couch that allows things to fall under the cushions and into the springs but still impossible to get to because it sits protected by that layer of fabric that almost touches the floor. Well a few weeks ago I found a hole in that fabric and found keys that had been missing forever, some pacifiers, a few little people animals and other random things. I was sure the missing pacifier had to be there. I reached my hand into the hole and to my surprise pulled out the NATIVITY COW. Can you imagine my joy and surprise. I started giggling and said a little thank you prayer to Jesus for loving me enough to care about the little things. My girls thought I was hysterical after prancing around the house saying "Jesus gave us the nativity cow". My nativity is now whole and safely put away for next year and every time I have been bummed about something this week I start giggling and tell Jesus thanks for the nativity cow.

About the pacifier... I found it chewed up under the dog bed... oh well you win some and lose some.