In His Hands

Most of you who read this probably know that I work with 4-yr-olds at a preschool up the road. I absolutely love, love, love those sweet kids. Today is my favorite preschool day because we hve so much variety and are constantly switching gears. Well, chapel time rolled around and one little girl got up out of her seat and snuggled onto my lap. Another little boy, who does not like to be the one who is left out of the whole "sitting-on-your-lap" ordeal, gets out of his seat and snuggles next to me. During the closing prayer song, the chapel leader suggested the kids hold hands with their neighboring friends. Of course, these sweet kids immediately reached for my hand. I took each of their tiny hands and sat there praying with them. It was such a precious moment.

I thought about how our Heavenly Father must love holding our hands when we pray. He must love those sweet moments with us infinitely more than I do with my preschool kids. We need to reach out in eagerness and grab hold of the hands of God and "snuggle" with Him in our own prayer lives. I believe He cherishes those moments so much! May my snuggle time with God grow each and every day.

In His Mercy.

Walking to Emmaus

This past weekend, I went on the Walk to Emmaus. The Walk to Emmaus is a 72-hour retreat designed to draw you closer to the Lord. I can't really say more about what goes on because by doing so, I could rob someone's else's joy of experiencing it for themselves.

The weekend was amazing. I have to admit that going into it, I was a little skeptical. I would have to spend 3 days away from hubby with no phone and no watch. The idea of being thrown in with a group of strangers and sleeping in a bunk room did not exactly send me into fits of excitement. But, God quickly changed my heart. David came home from his walk and told me that I would love it and that there was something so special about the weekend.

Yes, it was a very special weekend, precious even. I have only just begun to process through the massive amount of knowledge and heart that were poured into me this past weekend. The one concept that really stands out in my heart and mind is that I am so dearly lived by God and by so many people around me. It amazes me to think about the depth of God's love for me- that He delights in me and calls me His child. God loves me through others, too. This past weekend was truly a gift of love.

I'll write more later, but right now, it's more than I can put into words. For now, I will say this- if you are a Christian that is seeking to grow and to serve Christ as His disciple- go on this retreat!!!!! You will not regret it!

In His Mercy.