I love Crayons. I especially love Crayola Crayons. I love the different colors, the consistency of the crayon. They are my favorite. (though truth be told, I’ll take any crayons I can get my hands on to Haiti).
When I was a child the 64 ct box with the sharpener in the back was my most coveted thing. I know it’s silly, but I loved it, choices upon choices of crayons, for real. I loved it. Kind of funny coming from a girl who basically wears, brown, gray, black, and red.
I even love the smell of crayons, I love when the very first time I use a color and it’s perfectly shaped. It’s my favorite.
When I go to Haiti, I usually take the 24 ct boxes of Crayola crayons. They are perfect packing size, have a good variety of colors. At beginning of school time, my eyes are WIDE open for crayons and good deals.
My friend sent me a text the other day that said someone was giving out crayons in her office, and that she got some for my trips to Haiti. I cannot tell you how this made my heart do a leap, double somersault, and a twist. FREE CRAYONS! WHAT!?! Woo hoo!
I was so happy when she gave them to me! I’ve been having a hard time lately. A lot of little things that bug me and some bigger stuff too, but I choose God’s miracles of crud that drives me bananas! Sometimes it’s little things that sometimes feel like big things when someone loves us!
I looked at those crayons today, there is one in my bag and two packages slid out, and I smiled today. Thinking about the crazy ways love affects us! My friend who got me those crayons may never go to Haiti with me (even though I not-so-secretly hope she does!) but her love for me, for the children there, and for Jesus will be there!
Every time I look at those crayons in the door of my car, I smile, because I.AM.LOVED.