The other day I picked my six year old's brain for blog ideas. The first one that came to her mind was "Angels, Mama! You have to write about angels!!"
She has such a gift.
No, not just because she mentioned angels.
You see, my daughter has this unbelievable Faith in God. I like to think that I have helped with that, but at the same time, I'm not sure I've helped much. I think it's all her.
She talks about God all the time.
She makes up songs about Jesus: "Oooohhh, I love Jesus, He loves me, He's my Beesssst Freeeiiiinnnnd!"
As off key as they are, I know they warm Christ's heart as much as they warm mine.
So when she mentioned Angels, I know that it was something that came straight from her warm fuzzy heart.
Because I believe her to be one.
Now, don't get me wrong, my child is NOT perfect.
She throws temper tantrums that would rival Janice Dickenson, Dustin Diamond, Gary Busy and Varuca Salt - all in one.
She's been known to lie. A lot, actually.
She teases her little brother, torments her older brother, and gets into things that she has no business getting into even AFTER we tell her time and again NOT to get into it.
But then, she turns around and says something so amazing:
"Mama, Jesus loves all of us, did you know that?"
My six year old has a witness' heart.
If you look hard enough, you can see Angels all around you. That person that let you get in front of them on the road during rush hour . . . The sister that helps you out when you least expect it . . . The check out girl that called after you after you forgot your $20 cash back . . . The old man sitting in the mall, smiling as he watches everyone pass . . .
Even a little child, reminding you what your faith is all about.
Blessings to you all!