Do you remember buying school supplies?
My son is entering the 2nd grade next week; we bought school supplies last weekend - pencils, scissors, glue sticks, paper, Spiderman backpack and lunchbox - we bought it all. And throughout the shopping spree, I felt that old familiar twinge, that rush that comes with the smell of a brand-spanking-new box of crayons - Crayola, of course. And the heady invitation of an untouched, unspoiled notebook, all those wordless lines open, inviting, begging to be filled with words, formulas, doodles. I've never outgrown new school supplies. Perhaps it's because they signify a fresh start, a new beginning - heaven knows we all need to start over at some point, some of us more often than others.
God's like that....forgiving our sins and wiping us as clean as a newly purchased , 5-pocket-200 -page, spiral-bound notebook, waiting to be filled with His desires for us.
I love the smell of new crayons.
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