On our trip to Virginia, I had given each of the girls small, numbered presents to open. One was a package of post it notes.
When Molly opened hers, she grabbed a pen in her tiny hand and began drawing. After carefully putting a picture in the top corner, she announced, “This is mommy’s sad face when grandpa died.”
Anne and I looked at each other in surprise. Molly’s three year old mind processed more than we imagined.
“We were sad when grandpa died,” I told her, “because we miss him. But we know he is with Jesus.”
She agreed and went back to her drawing.
Children can guide us as we deal with the hard parts of life. Acknowledge the pain. Don’t dwell on the past. Go on with life.
Psalm 127: 3 Know this: children are a gift from the Eternal...(The Voice)
Psalm 128: 6 May you have the privilege of seeing your grandchildren as they grow...
(The Voice)
Father, help us be more like children in trusting you. Amen
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