Today after church I saw Michelle on her tummy in our row, obviously writing something. In a book. Not our book. I picked up speed as these details sank in, and she caught sight of me coming. Donning a brisk, business-like air, she closed the cover and patted what was clearly in her mind a job well done...as indeed it was. "Michelle"--for the very first time with all its letters in order--is now inscribed neatly in the front of one of our church's hymnals.
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This Namma would be very happy to buy that book. Just let me know how much it is. Thanks for a darling story.
Or, I would appreciate opening that book inchurch and finding your additional note saying this was written by a very diligent three year old Michelle Roise. She will be notable.
In Christ we are perfected...what better to place to 'perfectly' write her name than in a hymnal giving glory to God for our 'perfected' lives :) It is a much sweeter story than the one this 'old' grandma has ...spilling communion wine in the hymnal of a sweet young man who kindly loaned me his hymnal when we visited Moscow! :) Susie I hope you can acquire that hymnal ... I would love such a hymnal :)
What happens to a heart between motherhood and grandma-hood is delightful !!
Love, Mrs M
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