Pudding

This morning at church, I noticed our grandson was guarding his scripture bag closely. I thought, "How sweet that he loves his scriptures so much!!" Shortly after that, he opened his bag and inside were his Matchbox cars!! It reminded me of the time I begged my husband to go with me to an organ recital. He carried his scripture bag into the church, but during the recital I noticed his bag contained a Tom Clancy novel he was reading. Lots of things appear to be quite different on the outside than what they really are on the inside.

Take my house, for instance. I've always thought I had a pretty clean place, but the past month, I've been packing, cleaning, spackling, and painting. Once the bareness was exposed, the house had lots of scars. Another grandson, threw open a door the other day at his house and put a dent in the wall. Of course, his parents were not happy. He just looked at them and said, "Well, dad, you can just put some pudding in it!!" I'm assuming he meant "putty". As I've been patching up the house, I've thought how great it would be if we could just put some "pudding" in our own scars and make things all better. We all have scars that we've gathered along the way. An unkind word, a snub, an offense, just little knicks and scratches, but too often, we don't smooth things out and get on with our lives. We keep looking at those scars and feeling bad and they don't get any better. In fact, they get worse. Maybe that "pudding" is really a balm of forgiveness, understanding and love. We can find the recipe in our scriptures bags.