As we stood as a family by the window sill, with our children on chairs peeping through the metal grilles, we watched in quiet admiration- at the beauty of God’s creation in the evening glow.
As the rainbow faded away, our younger toddler, barely three, began to cry, “Oh no! Disappear!”
But without a moment’s waste, she climbed onto the dining table bench, clasped her hands together and prayed aloud, “Dear God, I pray for Rainbow again. Amen!”
As I watched her giggling, smiling, delighting in the asking, I witnessed a picture of faith, a child confident in her ask.
I remembered an incident two months ago as we prayed together for a rainbow and God granted us three- in a day.
And as if that had laid a foundation of faith in her heart, her hands found each other in a holy clasp without prompting, in fierce and quiet confidence that she could speak to her Father.
In the daily routines of your everyday life with your children, would you believe that they are watching, learning, taking in all that you’re teaching them and living out?
Like you, I sometimes wish for a little escape, for my time to be spent more productively. But I am learning, that no time spent with them is excess. No moment is wasted.
As our lives become living epistles for them, even in the daily normal, so becomes theirs to a watching world.
When we think no one is watching, our little ones are.