Artistic Miracles

The proud artist actually posing for a picture (he likes to put his hands in the "pockets" of the smock).
Testing out the finger paints
Our pirate ship with a green mast sailing the high seas.

After skating lessons today we went to a shop and got Anders some finger paints (Beth had found a free easel recently). So, this afternoon, he and I played with the paints. We cooperated on a pirate ship. He was a little hesitant at first (he's usually up for getting messy, so I'm not sure why he balked), but then he got into it. He had fun seeing how the colours mix to form new ones (reinforced by his Mouse Paint book).

This evening after a battle in the bathtub, he was letting the water out and as it was down to a thin layer of water and bubbles told me, "Hmmm. It's a miracle. I'm walking on water." Creativity is not lacking (though when he's playing and tells us to guess who he is, 9 times out of 10 we're correct if we answer Luke Skywalker). Now to just get him off this Messiah complex. Unless he was pretending to be Peter. I guess I didn't clarify. I guess miracles are in the eye of the beholder in a lot of ways. A lot of people see them, or even experience them, but don't even know they happened. If you believe God has acted in your life, that's what's important--whether it's in the beauty of a sunset, an unexplainable healing or the draining of a bathtub.