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If you know anything about children, they have a spirit that’s so inspiring. They are full of ideas, passions, creativity, questions, energy, and joy! Many times we discredit children, and don’t realize how much they pay attention. They are little wells of knowledge! My children have floored me many times with their questions that stop me in my tracks. Jesus’s desire for all of us that we would be like children in our faith. Not immature but rather full of expectancy, wonder, trust, and dependency upon God. This kind of faith is what moves the hand of God.

When we begin to trust God in a deeper way it changes the way that we worry. We see problems as being smaller and realize that our God is much bigger. We love deeper because we don’t fear rejection, criticisms, or being vulnerable. When we take our kids to the park, they may start out sort of shy, but eventually they go up and begin joining in playing with the other kids. Or there are times they go right into it as if they have known the other children their whole lives!

I can say that the times when I trusted in this manner, I received way more than I expected! What are you believing God for? Have you asked him or are you too blogged down with fear, shame, regret, or doubts? As Jesus would say, “ Oh you of little faith!” If only we would just believe that we can have what we ask for in prayer as long as we believe! As long as it coincides with God’s eternal will and purpose; then friend it can be yours! Will you join me in asking today?

There is something so beautiful about seeing a child come into faith for themselves. When its not longer mom or dad’s faith but they take ownership and it comes to life for them. That’s exactly what I am witnessing in the life of my children! I am so inspired by it and honestly in a hard season like this one, it feels like kisses from heaven! The seeds we plant take root when we continue in the good work. When we keep sharing our faith stories, the word of God, and our worship; we are cultivating faith to grow.

The other day, my five year old son was sad, so I sang him so worship songs and later he came back and said, “Mom I’m crying happy tears.” I asked him why and he said very plainly. “Because of Jesus.” It warmed my heart to hear. Lately I have been praying with him a lot more and teaching him how to pray for others. He wakes us each day making up his own worship songs! My heart is bursting with pride! The seed of faith planted way before I ever held him in my arms, God did that. My part was to cultivate that faith and help it to grow deeper.

Now since I have teenagers too, it can be hard to get them to open up. Sometimes they are struggling to find themselves and where they fit into the world. Teens often can be a bit rebellious because they are proving their independence. Well despite my teen son’s push back, I have started having him read the Bible to me daily. It’s my favorite part of the morning. I love hearing him, learn and connect with God’s word.

Jayce has a love for football, he has always dreamed to be in the NFL. However as I parent I always tell him to keep an open mind and let God lead him to what’s best. He started playing flag football when he was five and moved on to tackle when he was seven. These past two seasons he had to sit out because of schedule conflicts with his sister’s gymnastics and we also moved out of state. He was depressed, but I told him that you have to be patient. This year he asked if he could play, I said yes. Jayce is homeschooled and he’s often complained that he hasn’t gotten to play for a school team.

About a month ago he asked me to email one of the coaches from the local high school. I did and we never heard anything back. He kept searching and seeking. He met some boys that play for that team and they told him off-season workout are currently being held. He kept getting online, calling the school trying his best to get in touch with someone. Finally after sending a email to another resource he got a response. The special moment, he immediately called me, I could hear the excitement in his voice but I wasn’t sure if it was good or bad. He wanted to read it to me while on the phone. I had been out in nature praying and thinking. It was such a beautiful moment, I quickly got off the phone because I was crying. He didn’t know but I was so happy it was just another kiss from heaven.

The night before we had just watched Facing The Giants, a faith-based football movie. It’s about facing adversity and hard times with courage and faith. Everything in this life is full of synchronicities if we will only pay attention. I find that we are much more aware in the hard seasons because we are seeking answers to the hard questions. Why is this happening to me? Did I do something wrong? Will this battle ever end? Can God really hear me? On and on our questions piling up in our mind. In that special moment I was so proud of my son, he was learning to fight for things he wants on his own, to pray and have faith!

I really had wanted to finish this blog last night, but I suppose today it is flowing out much better. I was anxious about seeing my husband last night. The encounters though are brief they are very hard. The kids don’t understand all that has transpired and I am still so disappointed and hurt. My hurt and grief, quickly turn to anger the longer I am in his presence. We left both frustrated, our love still lingering but neither having the energy to fight for it anymore. I was able to show him that I taught our little son The Lord’s Prayer, and that alone was worth it!

This season feels somehow sacred, I am in tune with myself in ways I haven’t been in years! I hear my voice and I hear God’s much more clearly. I know that I am being shaped and molded by what feels like tragedy. I still in frustration question why God hasn’t just fixed this marriage for me, like so many other miracles and answered prayers! However each day I learn to surrender my will to his. I have cried day after day, each time it feels different. Sometimes it feels like release, others like violence in my stomach, then a quiet resolve. These tears are sacred!

In this season, I am deepening my faith. I am becoming like a child reaching out for God to pick me up into his arms and kiss my wounds. His great love and care showering on me and in return I offer him praise and adoration. And like a child, I am learning to depend on his guidance in a new way. How can you today lean into that child-like faith? Maybe it looks like chasing those talents God has given you with blind surrender. Or maybe it looks like going back again and looking for the answer in prayer.

Children are persistent, my son asked for candy a few minutes ago. I told him to wait, he lingered as if waiting for me to do it right then. Then he came back and asked again! I finally stopped my typing and went downstairs to get the candy. His pleading eyes looking into mine. That’s how I want Jesus to see me in the moment. Time and time again he leans in to my cries and answers. My son got his candy and all his right in his little world. What sweet treat will you ask the Lord of all for today. In all our questions and concerns we can sometimes forget to just be with God.

I have been challenged to sit before the Lord, day after day. I say my spill as if he hasn’t heard it all before! Then I sit there, fidgety and restless under the weight of silence. The longer I sit the more sacred the silence becomes. Then very quietly I hear him. Usually it’s a simple phrase and then back to silence. God isn’t in the loud, chaotic or noisy. He speaks in a still, small, voice. Can you hear him? Have you paused today, to just be held by a loving Father?

This Holy Week has been unlike any other for me. I feel the weight of his pain on the cross, I can taste the saltiness of his tears in the garden on that lonely night, and I can hear the cries of his agony on the cross. It’s as if I am right there, I’ve heard this story all my life! Now I get it, what it truly means.

“But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities; The chastisement for our peace was upon Him, And by His stripes we are healed.”
‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭53‬:‭5‬ ‭NKJV‬‬
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