BM stands for Beth Moore, Big Mama and something else

Yesterday morning, I took advantage of Caroline being enthralled with one of the Muppet movies while I sat at the kitchen island to work on my Bible study. Gulley, some other girls and I are doing “Jesus, The One and Only” this summer and I am loving it. And I have to say, I thought I knew a lot about Jesus, but this has made me look at some things in a different light, which really needs to be a post of its own at some point.

But for today, I’m just doling out the really profound material.

So, I’m sitting with my workbook and my Bible, pen in hand. The picture of studious. The portrait of a Godly woman.

Caroline can sense me having a moment to myself a mile away, so she came over to see what was going on.

“What are you doing, Mama?”

“I’m doing my Bible study”

“Oh, I’m going to do my Bible study, too!”

She climbed up on the barstool next to mine, grabbed a pen and started scribbling on a notepad. I watched her for a few moments and thought this is what it’s all about, I’m showing her my love for Jesus. I’m creating an example of living a life dedicated to God, and how precious that she wants to model that behavior. And secretly, I even wished the other person who lives in this house (that would be you, P) would notice this moment of mother/daughter/God closeness and take a picture of the sweetness.

I went back to reading my study when Caroline said, “Mama?”

“Yes, my precious angel baby darlin’?”

“I just drew this picture. It’s a picture of what my poop looks like.”

And with that, I bowed my head and thanked Him for the dose of humility.