This post could also be titled, "Pride Goeth Before a Fall." It's a God inspired lesson which I learned with a bit of pain. I've discovered children really like this story. It must be the "glasses embedded into my face" part.
When I created this Nativity Teacup card for Christmas, I delayed painting it until the last moment. I was over ambitious trying to watercolor 8 new cards in a short period of time, and after the 7th I was drained of ideas. Exhausted from staying up late to meet my deadline, I went for a walk and prayed for God to give me an idea for a Christmas card. He filled my mind with images of an angel, a star, shepherds on the teacup, sheep in a field on the saucer, the manger in the foreground, and shadows cast from the star. Behind the teacup is the little town of Bethlehem. With new excitement I began painting, and when I was finished I mounted it next to the other new cards, stepped back for a look, and proclaimed out loud (I was alone), "Wow! I'm amazing!!!" Returning to my desk to clean up, feeling quite puffed up from my accomplishments, my over exuberant stride caused my foot to stumble abruptly on the leg of my desk, pitching me off balance, forcefully slamming my face onto the desktop. I can still remember how it felt with my glasses embedded into my cheek.