I saw a glimpse of one of them being answered this week.
And it was a divine moment between my heart and the Father's.
I have always prayed for and with my daughters that they would become mighty women of God and that they would have an unquenchable passion for His word. I am often bothered by the world we will leave them in unless Jesus returns. If they do not become mighty women of God, they have no hope in the days to come.
Recently Todd suggested that we have a short devotion every evening after dinner and each family member take turns leading it. Surprisingly, the girls thought it was a good idea, but I have to admit, I thought to myself, "Yeah, right, we'll see if it happens or not." We often have good intentions, but life seems to snatch those intentions right out of our hands and a good idea just doesn't happen.
But this one did.
One of my daughters was so excited and immediately volunteered to lead the first devotion which was to be the next evening. She eagerly got her devotional book and read the notes for that particular day and then for the next saying she wanted to be prepared. Again, I was glad that she volunteered so readily, but wondered if she would still be so on fire the next day when the time came to teach.
She studied her lesson when she got home from school and after dinner she pulled out her little music stand and used it as a podium. She brought out her devotional book and her Bible.
And she taught us.
With much joy.
And God whispered to me....
I've heard your prayers. She's mine.
In my 10 year old.
And it was divine.
She belongs to Him. And the passion is growing.