My daughter was drawing with sidewalk chalk outside the house. She drew a heart. I doodled some hearts and an angel near her heart.
Sometimes 5 going on adult.
The song “Trust and Obey” had been going through my head much of the day, though I didn’t know why.
I wrote the word Trust in orange chalk on a step.
“What are you writing?”
“Just a word.”
“What’s it say?”
She steps down off the step and looks at it. She can’t read yet.
“That should say Jesus after it.”
“Yes. Trust Jesus and believe in God and He will lift it.”
“He will lift what?”
“He will lift the corona. He will lift it soon. Just believe in God. Write that.”
“Well, that’s a lot to write, but I’ll write, ‘Trust Jesus. He will lift it soon.'”
And she skipped away.
What’s weird is she rarely says stuff like this.
Sometimes when I say “let’s pray,” she rolls her eyes. She wasn’t brought up in Sunday School like my son was and sometimes I feel like I’m letting her down that way but then she comes out with something like this and I think “oh…apparently she’s listening to the sermons and me more than I think.”
And we weren’t talking about corona before she said this either, but I could tell it had been on her mind and she had reached a point where she just knew — it’s going to be okay.