Last Saturday morning, I was teaching my youngest
how to make shape pancakes because FUN! But her smile drooped, her forehead
wrinkled, and I sensed she was ready to hurl the ladle across the kitchen.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“I keep trying to make a turtle, but it looks
nothing like a turtle,” she grumped.
I tilted my head and opened my eyes wide. “WHOA!”
The pancake she had tried to make into a turtle had shifted
into golden phoenix. It was incredible. When I told her what it looked like to
me, it became an insta-favorite.
This happens with so many things. Stories. Guys.
Relationships.
We have in mind what perfection looks like. We
see it so clearly, we can almost taste it. And then it morphs into something we
hardly recognize. It may still be amazing, or it may be horrific, but all we
can think is, “That’s not a turtle.”
Has this happened to you? Did you learn to
love what it became, or did you start all over again? Leave a comment to share!
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