For Christmas, Doodle got a Build-A-Bear that wasn’t stuffed yet and a gift card from my sister-in-law. She was all excited to go and stuff it that I mistakenly told her I would take her the day after Christmas.
What.a.huge.mistake.
The nearest Build-A-Bear is at a huge mall just across town. I never thought I would ever see that parking lot packed. It’s huge. But every space was filled. Cars were everywhere. People driving around, cutting each other off to get spaces. Following people down aisles as they left the mall to get their spaces.
On the verge of tears, I told Doodle I couldn’t handle this. That we might just have to come back next week.
She’d been playing music on my phone and we happened to be listening to Nicole C. Mullen’s Call on Jesus. She exclaims, “Mom! This song just gave me an idea!”
She proceeded to pause the music and pray for a parking space. As I debated giving the lecture of praying for something so small as a parking space, I decided to not give the lecture. After all, the parking space was important to her, she should pray about it.
A couple of minutes later we found someone backing out and got a space. We were utterly exhausted by the time we made it into the mall, to the store and back.
On the way home I thought about how Doodle had reacted to everything with a calm demeanor and prayer. Whereas I was ready for tears and cussing. I’m glad she prayed when she did, but I was really about to lose it. I have a pretty special little girl!
Indeed. That’s the thing with my kiddo, I never know if I’m the teacher or the student. More often than not, its the latter. I don’t know why that continues to surprise me.
How sweet to see her activate her faith. God is planting Himself in her heart. Thank you Lord.
And I can see her doing that! Awesome job that you and Duck are doing raising her!