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Joe furrowed his brows as he worked steadfastly to bind the sticks together with the white sticky substance. Mom made it look a lot easier than it actually was! But he was determined to finish his project.
‘Crafty’ time was the highlight of his week. This was a time when all else ceased to exist, when his mommy laid aside all else just to help him make treasures from sticks, fluff, and googlie-eyes. Sometimes they would make these things just for the fun of it, but most of the time there was a purpose for their little creations, be it a father’s day gift or a birthday present for grandma. Joe loved making these things! When he would finish one, he would look upon it with love and satisfaction at a job well done. And he really enjoyed seeing the look of joy on the faces of the people receiving one of his little treasures. It tickled him to see his grandma proudly display his fine art for all to see. And nothing thrilled him more than the hugs daddy would give him upon receipt of one of these items.
“Mommy, should my person have green eyes?”
“Sure, if you want it to. It’s your crafty.”
“I can do whatever I want with my people, huh? ‘Cause I made them, huh?”
Mommy smiled. “Yes, they are yours to do what you want with. You made them.”
Joe was quiet for a moment while his little mind contemplated deep mysteries.
“Mommy, did someone make us, too?”
“Yes, honey. God made us. He made us and he loves us. We’re His crafties.”
Joe’s face lit up at this. “We’re His crafties? Can He do whatever He wants with us since he made us?”
“Yes, He can do whatever He wants with us. And what He wants is for us to live with Him forever and ever. That is why Jesus got big owies...”
“At the crucifixion, huh?”
“That’s right. And then He got all better at the…”
“Resurrection!” Joe squealed with delight. His mommy taught Him all about this on Easter!
“Good job! He did this because He loves us. We’re His crafties and He wants us to always be with Him. Do you understand?”
Joe looked with love at the little clothespin creation in his hand. “Yes, mommy. I understand. I think I want this little guy to be with me forever. Is that okay?”
“Of course it’s okay. And do you know why?”
Joe beamed as he stated, “Because it’s my crafty and I can do what I want with it. Just like I’m God’s crafty and He can do what He wants with me!”
As Joe ran into his room to find a special place to keep his newest creation, a prayer rose from mom’s spirit to Her God and maker, ‘Lord, please keep this lesson in Joe’s heart. As he grows into a strong man, let his desire always be for You to do what You want with him. Let him always be Your very own crafty.’
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