Anatomy Of A Muse

by Nina Acton

Posts tagged chuvaness

a light bulb moment

i read this from the fabulous madame chuvaness’ blog, and it was very moving, i almost cried. (i apologize for the mush post)

“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?

“And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself.”

Matthew 6:25-34

For homework, a class in New South Wales were asked to draw their parents at work. This is Jessica’s drawing. Here’s the letter the teacher received the next day:Dear Mrs. Jackson,I wish to clarify that I am not now, nor have I ever been, an exotic dancer. I work at Bunnings and I told my daughter how hectic it was last week after the floods hit. I told her we sold out every single shovel we had and then I found one more in stock and several people were fighting over who would get it. Her picture doesn’t show me dancing around a pole. It’s supposed to depict me selling the last shovel we had in the store. From now on I will remember to check her homework before she hands it in.Sincerely,Erica Cameron via: chuvaness, via deluxeduck

For homework, a class in New South Wales were asked to draw their parents at work. This is Jessica’s drawing.

Here’s the letter the teacher received the next day:

Dear Mrs. Jackson,

I wish to clarify that I am not now, nor have I ever been, an exotic dancer.

I work at Bunnings and I told my daughter how hectic it was last week after the floods hit.

I told her we sold out every single shovel we had and then I found one more in stock and several people were fighting over who would get it.

Her picture doesn’t show me dancing around a pole. It’s supposed to depict me selling the last shovel we had in the store.

From now on I will remember to check her homework before she hands it in.

Sincerely,
Erica Cameron


via: chuvaness, via [info]deluxeduck