Was It Worth It?

Yesterday, my mom's side of the family went to my
grandma and grandpa Klimp's house,
for a typically delicious meal and to celebrate Mother's Day.

After a little while of peace and serenity,
it was discovered that my two little cousins,
Jameson and Elena,
may have caused a little....mischief.

To the chagrin of my Aunt and Uncle,
Jameson and Elena thought it would be funny
to spread the entire contents of the paper shredder
on the den floor.

Picture a massive New Year's Eve party with bouts of confetti
waiting to be picked up.

The floor in the den....looked like...a hurricane of paper.
Something almost swimable.
(slight exaggeration perhaps.)

Uhh....Happy Mother's Day Grandma?
Do you see all the nice confetti
we dumped on the floor for you?

Oh boyy.

Ha--good thing my grandma has such a wonderful
sense of humor.

After this discovery,
Jameson and Elena were trapped in the den
until they cleaned up every last shred.

I said to them, "see ya in two hours" as a joke,
but I am pretty sure they were in there
for at least one full hour.

Near the end of it all--I walked it and asked them the fundamental life question,

So....was it worth it?

Was an hour of clean up worth it--
for the ULTIMATE confetti party?

Jameson practically SHOUTED:

NOOOOOOOOOOO.

Followed by Elena piping in:

noooooooo wayyyyyyyy.

Well....lesson learned.

I never really thought about this as the
fundamental life question, but I think that it is.

A lot of negative things in life happen,
but what makes it okay--what can even give us joy--
is if it's worth it.

My life questions:

Is all the paper grading worth teaching?
Yes.

Are the bad days of work worth it for the good days?
Yes.

Are the painful decisions I have made worth it?
Yes.

Is the cost of following Christ worth it?
Yes.

I feel blessed that God has brought me down paths
of difficulty, yet great reward.