I have been sitting here this morning doing my prayers and wishing for sunshine. It is so gloomy and it does not hep my gloomy mood.
You see, we had such a wonderful weekend. We had our four children here together, and it had been a long time since they were all together. We also had five of our seven grandchildren here, and I have been missing them, wishing we had had more time with them.
But as I was feeling sorry for myself, and wishing for the sunshine to help me out of this mood, I started thinking of this past weekend, especially of this past Saturday morning.
I was sitting here doing my prayers, and my granddaughter Aleigha, who is 9, joined me. We were waiting for everyone to get ready to go to the store to finish buying what we needed for Easter. We started talking, and we talked about prayer. I told her how my favorite prayer was just talking to God. We talked about how she could just talk to God like she does to her mom and dad. We had a nice talk about prayer.
We talked about different things. It made me stop and think that sometimes we are in such a hurry that we do not stop and just visit with children. If we just take time and listen to them, if we just look at things through their eyes. . . Children are honest. Children trust. We must become like them.
Matt 18:3 says that "unless you become like little children, you can not enter the kingdom of heaven."
I truly believe that in our conversation, I really did not teach Aleigha anything. I believe she taught me.
Dear Lord, thank You for the beautiful time we shared. May I always remember to see through their eyes.

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