"God, Thank you for sending Jesus down to us. Thank you for my webkinz. Thank you for all the food and clothes and stuff you give us. Thank you for making all the stuff you make to give us this perfect world. Thank you for this perfect life and this perfect world. I love you God. Thank you for fixing our car door. You make us a perfect life and a perfect world and we love you so much. Amen." Said Ella tonight in her beautiful, sweet, soft little voice.She makes me want to be a better person. She makes me want to be the kind of person who always sees the good in others. The kind of person who stops to help a stranger with the door, who offers a smile to anyone walking her way, who always remembers to send that card that means so much.
She makes me want to journal. To record every kind and beautiful thing I see and experience. To take notice when my 7 year old holds my hand for no reason, or pats my back as she walks by. To save the scribbles my 16 month old makes on the Costco receipt that I gave her just to keep her quiet and that she somehow found a pen and marked all over.
She makes me want to live in constant gratitude to a God who is perfect. A God who cares for us perfectly, right where we are. A God who does provide so generously to me and my family. A God who loves me even more than I can love my children, and today, that is a lot!!!
*Side note* In regards to God "fixing" our car. Here's the story. The girls and I were at the Y last night for swim team. We pulled in, parked and tried to open the passenger sliding door. Nothing. Wouldn't open. It just made this terrible sound. Of course, we weren't early, so we headed in and prayed that the door would be better when we came back out. After practice, we get to the car, push the magical little door open button, nothing. Door still won't open. So I get all 3 kids in through Avery's side, get everyone buckled and throw it in reverse to get out... Beep, Beep, Beep. My car's lovely safety device goes off. If a door is open, even partially, a loud, obnoxious beep goes off until you put it in park. Then, the interior lights start flickering on and off because this door is apparently half shut, half open. So I stop, get out, try to push the door shut and try to leave again. Still with the beeping. So I let out a sigh and apparently a "oh God please" or something to that effect. I try to call Dave twice, no answer, so I push the door open/close button again with my eyes closed... it opens!!! Then shuts soundly and the beeping stops. And Ella exclaims, "God fixed our door Mommy!!!".
"Yes, honey, he did!", I say with a smile.
