Little Prints

This afternoon while I was making dinner, Lily got into my flour bag. As you can imagine, she had flour everywhere on my kitchen floor. I was a little upset, because I had just deep cleaned the floors the day before, and honestly, her mess caused a slight change in my plans.
So as I sighed and began to clean up her mess with the vacuum cleaner, I saw in the middle of all that flour, her little tiny footprint-and I couldn't help myself but smile.
Such an ugly mess, but such a sweet footprint.
That little print totally changed my outlook during my cleaning up. I wasn't upset anymore, I was happy.
So, from now on, I am going to find the beauty in all of the messes.

Just like how Christ sees me...