I have a sweet and precocious four year old. She is such a delight to me. One of the things I absolutely love about her, although at times very trying, is that you never have to guess what is on her mind. She’ll let you know. Whether she is upset, sad, happy, or overwhelmed with love she has no qualms about sharing.

I have discovered something recently while watching her. She is such a wonderful example for me in child like faith and my relationship with God.  I totally get why God loves the child-like faith. When I watch her and converse with her, sometimes she just melts my heart. I can only imagine how God, the one who created her, feels.

One of her latest quips, that taught me once again a new way to view my heavenly father, happened just yesterday. In the busy-ness of the day, with 5 home schooled kids, trying to get school done, my husband on his day off, plus the extra people coming in and out of our home, it was pretty chaotic. I noticed her coming in from outside. She saw me and she smiled and she said “I was blowing kisses to God.” It stopped me in my tracks. I had to stop and give her a kiss and a hug. What a beautiful child-like example God had just given me. I don’t remember in all of the stuff I had in my life the last time I took the time to “blow kisses” to my creator, my Abba. I wonder if it makes him sad. I know I would be sad if my child stopped giving me kisses. So today I am going to take the time to remember in between the running between games, the taking and the picking up of kids, the making the dinner, the giving baths, and the rubbing the hubby’s back, to blow my kisses to God.