HUSBANDS (FATHERS) AND WAX

This morning, my mind ran in two separate directions, and I wasn't sure which to take...so here's both of them:

When I was younger, I was pretty critical of my own father. But after I got my own husband, Daddy looked like a saint! (Of course, he'd been walking with God for MUCH, much longer! And you KNOW I'm not talking about the doctrine of sainthood of believers, right?) It made me smile too when I thought of how my daughter used to get impatient with Kinya, but after some frictions with her own husband, she looked more favorably on him than she used to.

Well, if my daughter is going to see her father as a hero, maybe I should tell him (she definitely won't)? I'm praying about the best way to do this.

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There; that's the one thing that I was thinking about this morning in bed. The other thing was what happened yesterday. I'd been struggling writing in a journal, and I gave up and switched to a different one. It's a pretty one, but the pages have some kind of treatment that resists ink. Maybe when it was new, that wasn't a problem, but since it's been sitting around for several years, in some places, the waxy coating has gotten nonporous.

"Without Wax." a Bible Teacher once explained that was the old expression for Sin Cere. Nowadays, when people think "without hypocrisy" or "genuine", they use the word, "sincere", without realizing where it originated. It was explained thusly:

Cracks in fired pottery were filled in with wax; sanded down; painted over; and the only way you could detect any flaw was to hold it up to the light. The earthenware showed translucent only where there was wax; any item without wax, or sin cere, was declared GENUINELY FLAWLESS.

I wasn't dealing with pottery; but I wanted pages of a journal that didn't have wax on it. And I guess this can be tied into the first part of this article: everyone wishes for a spiritual, mature spouse; but the best part is that Kinya is a sin cere one, I think. He doesn't know how to put on airs.