An anchor to our days is gathering around our coffee table in the morning for what i have called morning time together. After I call out 'morning time' they run from various parts of the home, collect their candles there's usually a scuffle-I got that one' and finally we settle down and come to share and learn, to give thanks and ask to him who has given to us.. At the moment I'm reading through 'Leading little ones to God, after that we sing and then light a candle, give thanks for various things- Zach particularly thankful for the songs that the birds sing in the morning and the different greens he sees in the trees. Bella usually mentions Apricot and Speckles (our chickens) Jasmine consistently prays for the homeless or our sponsor children and Jett will pray for daddy that he would make alot of money and not be stressed.
This particular morning when the children had finished praying I told them I'd like to bless them each before they run off and so excitedly they lined up all giggly, anticipating what I would say. I lay my hands around them each and blessed them with words inspired from the one who knows them better than I. Afterwards in thier joyous voices they stated that it was my turn. And so with their young soft hands and innocent hearts they blessed this weary, limping through her life mama with wisdom and strength to hear His patient loving voice.
They all skipped away but me... I was still, with a sense of awe and a tangible feeling of love. His love that came through the prayers and faith of four young hearts. I had wanted to bless and I was the one who walked into the day completely touched and full of joy.