On Fridays Parker always gets to play the drums and piano as I put the bulletins around the sanctuary. Usually he just pounds away with a bit grin on his face. Today however, he planned long before we got in there "Mom, I'm going to play "You my sunshine" on pan-o." Ok...and he does, the second verse of the Veggie Tales version however. He sits down at the piano and then carefully plays the keys and sings "God luv shunshine (God's love is sunshine.)." Then a little more uptempo playing and equally enthused singing of the same words. After that he decided to move on to the drums and actually had two sticks on two different drums, and was hitting the bass drum with the pedal as he sang "God luv shunshine, God luv shunshine. Today! Today! Evybody want to be a cat!" :) Quite the little concert.
And that's been the most interesting thing that's happened to me lately. I'm bored and restless about that. I really want to go somewhere, ideally Ames. But we're trying not to blow our gas budget so badly this month and so going to Ames with no good reason does not fit well with that plan. It's not that I'm bored because I've nothing to do; I'm bored because the things I have to do do not excite me. I guess I just want to be entertained or something. And I'm really wishing I lived somewhere that I could ride my bike to things to do and not have to drive everywhere. *Sigh* Don't know what I'm going to do this weekend now, but I really don't want to waste it in boredom and a bad mood. Accomplishing things would be nice, but I don't have any of the parts that I need to accomplish the projects that need doing and I've recently been informed that it will be too expensive to try to make a windowseat for my kitchen. *Sigh* In a funk.
Ok, I'll stop complaining now. Really, I should be spending more time pondering the lessons I've been gleaning from "Madame Blueberry" this week. We just got the soundtrack from that movie and so I've heard the songs several times and am impressed at just how much is in there. If you don't know the story; Madame Blueberry is always sad and depressed because she doesn't have enough stuff, or maybe just not the right stuff. She sings about how her things are not as nice as her neighbors things and she actually has pictures of her neighbors things around her house and she spends her time thinking about them and this makes her cry. Wow. Might seem extreme, but really, wasn't that just what I was doing? Working myself into a bad mood as I pondered the pictures in my head of the things I would like to have or be doing right now? Just because the pictures aren't framed and on my mantle doesn't make them any less dangerous. Madame goes on to learn that she will never have enough "things" to make her happy but instead she must learn to be content and the secret to being content is a "happy heart." She learns a simple little song to that end and it's just the sort that gets stuck in your head: "A thankful heart is a happy heart. I give thanks for what I have, that's an easy way to start. For a God that really cares, and he listens to our prayers. That's why we say thanks everyday." Simple but profound. And never fails to pull me up short when it rings in my head and reveals my discontented heart. In the words of Madame Blueberry "That's what I want; a happy heart! What aisle are the happy hearts in?"
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