A lamp unto my feet, resolve

Remember Theo unscrewed the knob on my bedside lamp? Holly found it downstairs on the laundry room floor. Now I don’t have to bring the living room lamp stand into my bedroom at night while impersonating Theo so I can hear my wife’s alto laugh.
We now call the living room lamp, Theo’s lamp. Just a few minutes ago he took the lamp into Holly’s office where he is watching Spongebob. He then tried to plug the lamp in by unplugging the power at the back of the computer and then attempting to plug the lamp into the computer.
After I fixed that and returned the kitchen table, Theo carried in his plastic bucket and placed it in the oven. I’m getting a bad feeling.

Theo’s new Bible

For a few years now I have been considering how to give Theo a Bible.  You may think, hand one to him, but that is easily said.  He was given a N.T. years ago that I tried to get him to carry, but it didn’t work.  In order to give Theo a Bible things have to be arranged just right.  And those things are in his head.

However, I noticed the Bibles at church that are there for folks who do not have one.  They are about the size Bible that a Hobbit would carry and pretty good quality too.  When I first saw those little leather, micro Bibles, I thought here is my chance.  So I waited until yesterday when Theo and I were at the table, then I pointed to the little book and he bit like a shark.  He held his Bible through the whole service.  He used it when singing; during the sermon – almost every part.  He didn’t want the song sheet; he had his Bible opened (maybe to the Psalms?) and was excited about it.  Yesterday afternoon he even carried his Bible to Cookout.  The only reason he put it down was to grab his vanilla shake – can you blame him?

Fastidious

Things disappear around here.  Yesterday after mowing the back yard, then seeding it again I threw away the big empty seed bag.  So I opened up the recycling garbage can and right on top of paper and plastic were three Netflix movies and one book.  Not just any Netflix shows, mind you, but shows that I had ordered long ago and they finally came – two on beer and one on wine.  It was bad enough that the Netflix on Single Malt was sent back before I viewed it, but this was shocking.  The book, in this humble can, was on humility.  Got to watch that kid like a hawk!

What’er my God ordains

God does all things right. He even uses sin to His glory and our good. Joseph explained to his brothers, that they meant it for evil; God meant it for good. Even in the death of our Lord, God pre-planned His death, while at the same time those men used their wicked hands to murder the Lord of glory. Sin and God’s redemptive plan woven together for a tapestry of beauty. God draws a straight line with a crooked stick.
Similarly, God makes little boys with an extra chromosome. There may be a defect, but God meant it for our good. Since Theophilus has entered our lives, our world has been turned upside down in slow motion. But the view is very interesting. Life has been, what we call, crazy providence. But God does all things right, and Theo is one of those things.