I’m constantly amazed at how much I learn from my daughter. She has a lot of wisdom in the little nine year old body, more sometimes than I do! This evening was one of those nights that her nuggets of wisdom were laid heavily on my heart. We have bible study on Wednesdays and we haven’t been attending because of the weather and being sick. Tonight was the first night that the weather although cold wasn’t too brutal and we were both feeling well enough to venture out. After school we had some errands and a quick dinner at Panera we got home around 6:30 pm. Anya had homework and I had some loose ends to tie up at work. She was moving slow and I wasn’t moving much faster. Time was ticking away and before we knew it the clock said 7:30. Anya looks at me pitifully and says, “I guess we can’t go to church.” I wanted to go, but I won’t lie I was feeling pretty comfortable on my couch and the thought of going back out in the cold didn’t have me jumping up.
I started making excuses, saying she still wasn’t done with her homework and we were going to be late and so forth. Then I got kind of annoyed because well… she was making me feel bad! Here was my 9 year old saying who cares if we’re late, the point is we’re going and I miss church. Yep, that made me feel like a real jerk. I started in on the homework again although I knew it was me, I will make an exception with unfinished homework because it really does mean more to me that my kid loves to go to church. After some back and forth we went to church. I’m ashamed to admit I wasn’t in the best mood. She went to her class and I went to mine. As I sat there listening to the lesson in Galatians on the fruit of the spirit, I realized I wasn’t using my fruit! But… Anya was as she convinced me patiently, kindly and gently why we should be at church. I almost left in the middle to go apologize to her. After class I went downstairs and I spotted her with her big smile and ponytails gleefully skipping towards me. She put her arms around me and I gave her a big kiss and said I was sorry. She actually apologized to me because she thought she was kind of mean to me. I assured her she wasn’t and thanked her for encouraging me and loving church enough not to give up on going.
Wow! What a lesson tonight. I am so glad I went and I’m so thankful that I have such a sweet daughter with a love for God, church and me enough to know when her momma needs a push in the right direction. Out of the mouth of babes right?