….and do not hinder them. For to such belongs the kingdom of heaven.
Abigail prayed her very first vocal prayer on Thursday night.
Usually, we rotate between the doxology, the Lord’s prayer, and Mama praying(because Daddy always prays at dinner time). So this caught us completely off guard.
Before we even discussed which we would do, Abigail shut her little eyes and began talking to her Savior.
I wish I could remember everything that she said, but here are a few things that I caught:
Thank you for Jesus
Thank you for my day and my food
Today I played with my friends
I went to Indie’s birthday party at Chick Fil A and had a green cupcake(by the way, that was back in December, folks. I’m telling you, her mind is a STEEL TRAP)
I played at the park with Claire and one time I flew a kite and ate ice cream
I ran during the workout at church! and I played in the nursery and with my toys and with my friends.
Jim and I just looked at each other. I think we were both a bit moved and so surprised that we were speechless for a few moments. Our little girl just had her first vocal conversation with our Lord. She has prayed with us so many times already in her short little life, but on Thursday we saw and heard an initiative that we haven’t ever glimpsed before.
It was so beautiful. It was so precious. It was so innocent and sweet.
Sometimes I worry that I’m doing this parenting thing completely and absolutely wrong. That I haven’t done enough of this or that. But after that little prayer I realized I few things.
1) God is drawing her unto Himself. Something that I have no control over. I didn’t do that, I can’t do that. He can.
2) She knows how to pray because we have shown her how. She knows she can close her eyes and fold her hands, or lay in her bed, or ride in the car, or sit at the dinner table, and speak words. Words that carry so much more than regular conversation….but somehow they are just a regular conversation…with the creator of the entire universe. We helped foster that. We are nurturing and encouraging and developing that within her. And it made me realize, that maybe even if I’m not doing enough of “this” or “that”, that maybe, just maybe, I’m doing everything I need to- just in this.