{"id":833,"date":"2009-08-02T10:41:00","date_gmt":"2009-08-02T10:41:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bluetablepainting.com\/blog\/?p=833"},"modified":"2009-08-02T10:41:00","modified_gmt":"2009-08-02T10:41:00","slug":"be-still-my-soul","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.bluetablepainting.com\/blog\/2009\/08\/be-still-my-soul\/","title":{"rendered":"Be Still My Soul"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_XxdgU-mVbm0\/SnVtukEbk3I\/AAAAAAAAB9s\/pMoyG8tCTNw\/s1600-h\/Beautiful+Stuff+014.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365315177805484914\" style=\"WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_XxdgU-mVbm0\/SnVtukEbk3I\/AAAAAAAAB9s\/pMoyG8tCTNw\/s320\/Beautiful+Stuff+014.jpg\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<div>\n<div>My wife has been out of town at a family reunion. I stayed home with our four-year-old son. I limited my hours at the studio to about three a day. I suppose this is as close to a day off as I ever get. What am I talking about? I get a solid day off every week; Sunday.<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>It was great to get one-on-one time with my young son. Without his siblings around it was a completely more relaxed experience. We went out on all sorts of adventures (read: errands) and I taught him how to do the dishes. I took him to work with me (both slow days). We got matching haircuts. We made jello. I am just full to the brim with joy and satisfaction.<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Last night we went on a walk. That means I walk, and he rides his little tricycle. He&#8217;s learned to use the hand brake on it and his favorite part of the walk is a downward sloping section of sidewalk, about a quarter block long, that he speeds down then makes a controlled turn at the bottom.<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>So, we&#8217;re walking along and he stops suddenly, looks back and points out a squashed spider on the sidewalk. He backs up. &#8220;Daddy, look, I crushed-ed a spider!&#8221;<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>&#8220;Yeah, you sure did.&#8221;<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>He puts his little hands on his cheeks. &#8220;Oh no! I did not mean to crushed-ed him!&#8221; He&#8217;s quite distraught and begins to explain to me that &#8220;spiders are our friends outdoors!&#8221;<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>I learned later that his mother told him that spiders are our friends as long as they are outside.<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>This morning I woke up around 4am, my mind reeling with worry and fretting.  More than usual; layers upon layers.  It was a confused and crowded jumble.  All I could do was pray with my whole mind, and try to think about positive things. I put on some Mormon Tabernacle Choir. I think that calmed the waves. Whew.<\/div>\n<div>.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><object height=\"285\" width=\"340\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/FFV7E58wtRo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1\"><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\"><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\"><embed src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/FFV7E58wtRo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" width=\"340\" height=\"285\"><\/embed><\/object><\/div>\n<div> <\/div>\n<div>PS- as usual I am constrained to make my usual disclaimer: I do not consider myself a good person.  I always wince a little when I put up this sort of post.  I don&#8217;t want it to be a preachment.  As Peter said, I am subject to <em>like passions as other men<\/em>.  This sentiment is amplified by the occasional email I get from a young person who thinks that I am some sort of role model.  There are better role models out there!<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My wife has been out of town at a family reunion. I stayed home with our four-year-old son. I limited my hours at the studio to about three a day. I suppose this is as close to a day off as I ever get. What am I talking about? 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