Sometimes I feel like this little drummer. Nothing I have feels worthy to match what He has done for me.
But the boy realizes something small that he has - a little tune on his drum, was all that he had to offer. When others looked down upon his gift as something insignificant, it didn't matter to the little guy. He offered it to the Lord and it made him smile!!
I'm relearning this season that no matter if our greatest intentions don't seem to measure up - it doesn't really matter. All He ever wanted was our hearts anyway. So this Christmas, my wonderful sweet Savior, I give to you anew my heart and love. Thank you for loving me and smiling at my cockeyed little gifts.
God gave us a wonderful opportunity to share our cantata in one of the plazas near our church. Sunday, the night planned for the event was rained out after we shared the first song! We rescheduled and sang the next night. Not very many people were there Monday night but I have all confidence the ones the Lord wanted to be there were there sitting among us!
Party time with some of the church family!!
