Yesterday morning we headed out the door to go somewhere. Like anytime we are headed anywhere, my arms were full. I had my purse, my keys, the diaper bag, and a bag full of produce from our garden to bring to a friend. I was also holding a piece of paper with directions. And I was bending down to hold onto my youngest sons hand to help him down the stairs.
My four-year-old daughter turned to me and said, Mommy, what can I help you carry? I can carry something for you. I debated this for a millisecond and then said, Okay, sweetie. How about if you carry Mommys purse? She agreed, and took it from me. Then she pointed to the piece of paper in my hand and offered, I can carry that for you, too. And I handed that to her.
When we got to the street, she held her little brothers hand to help him across. As they stood next to the van waiting for me to open the door, a truck passed and I noticed that she put her arm around her brother and tucked him nearer to the van. When she climbed into the van, she took the items she had carried for me and laid them carefully on the passengers seat, and then went and climbed into her own seat.
I was so touched by her actions.
Normally I would have said, Thank you, honey. I am so proud of you for how you helped mommy, and for how you took care of your little brother as he crossed the street. You are such a sweet girl.
Today I said, Do you know what, sweetheart? Mommy can really see God at work in you. Because this is what I saw you do
And I told her that I saw how she was honoring me by offering to help me. And that her honor for me was her obeying Gods Word, and that He delighted in her obedience. So I did, too. I pointed out a few other things Id observed in her recently, and then said that nothing made me happier than to see her obeying Gods Word.
I purposefully didnt say Im so proud of you like I normally do because Id read this post a few days ago. Ive thought about it many times since I read it. You should read it, too. So, scoot. Go read it.
~Stacy | 
