I love sayings. Here’s a goodie for today:
Beware the mighty pen (or keyboard).
David and the kids are taking the ornaments off the tree. WOW. I am thrilled! Did my recent blog detailing my family's tendency to cling to the last threads of Christmas well into January have such an amazing effect on them? As I sit here pleasantly typing away in my pantry/office, gloating just a tiny bit, there is a strong desire to prance with glee. With masterful control, I remain calm, fighting the urge to call out helpful tips.
Indeed, "The pen is mightier than the sword." A great and useful adage for turbulent times. In recent weeks, Annika and I have been working out this new saying:
“The pen is powerful, but the pencil holds even more power: it can change its mind.”
Oh dear, here comes Annika with a message: “There’s no way Daddy can do this, he doesn’t know where everything goes.“ . . . I sigh. My precious family works away in the other room. Sometimes I can’t fathom how I came upon this good fortune, to live and love with these 4 genuine, kind, funny, heavenly people. My mental pencil held in erase mode, I humbly go to help with the job at hand.

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