Remember my drawing of the Bearded Lady? ("Drowsy Drawing", June 5 post) I'd stayed up all night to compose a poster for my grandchild, so that's what resulted when I was too sleepy the next day (yes, that's me!). I was able to look at that drawing again today and touched it up a little.
Actually, I don't really like this picture very much. But I knew I needed to correct it, couldn't just wish it away. For some strange reason, I think I'm glad I did it, even if it's not great art by any means.
I guess some things we need to do, even if it doesn't seem "to be that important." If God wants us to do it, we simply do--and for some strange reason, we can know satisfaction then.
