Jesus Loves Me...

As most of you probably already know, our sweet, little Hopie-girl asked Jesus into her heart nearly a week ago.  She's been asking a lot of questions about salvation for a while now so we had some idea that this would be coming.  This was one of the sweetest things I have experienced as a mother!
Those of you who know Hope, know that she has a tendency to be very shy.  When asked to say "Hi" to people she'll often try to hide and speak very quietly.  Today, while I was pushing her on the swing at the park, she fearlessly sang "Jesus Loves Me" at nearly the top of her lungs. (over and over again).  She was not shy at all just kept singing right along as if no one else was there.  The other ladies there with their children sweetly smiled at her but, inside I was worried that she might be offending them.
As we walked home, She turned to me and said, "Mommy, you know why I was singing 'Jesus Loves Me' to the people?"
I said, "No, baby why?"
She replied, "Because, I want them to believe in Jesus too...like me."
Conviction pierced my heart!  Here I was worrying about offending someone and she was trying to tell them about Jesus.  How sad my attitude was!  It took my 4 year old daughter's faith.  To show me what kind of witness I should be!

You Are My Sunshine...

When Hope was about 3 months old she had a bout of bronchitis.  As a new Mom, this completely terrified me!  I was so worried about the congestion in her chest that many nights I sat in the rocking chair and rocked her all night just to know that she was ok.  At that time, I adopted a song that became our lullaby, "You are my sunshine".
When Emma was born, it became the natural instinct to sing this to her as well.  The same thing with Liam.  This was a special song for me and my babies.  We even have a plaque with those words hanging on the wall in the kids room.
Whenever one of my kids are sick or hurt they want to go "Rock-Rock".  Emma came up with the term when she was tiny, meaning, she wanted me to rock her in the rocking chair.  And  yet again, the natural song that always seems to come is, "You are my sunshine."
About a month ago, Emma broke her thumb.  We were sitting in one of the doctors rooms at the urgent care waiting to go take one of the countless x-rays.  I was trying to distract her from the pain in her hand by being silly and playing with some stickers that the nurses had given her.
My precious, baby-girl leaned her head on my shoulder and ever so sweetly said to me, "Mama, you are my sunshine."  This simple statement brought joy to my heart and a tear to my eye.  I quickly began to sing the lullaby to her and stroke her hair and she fell asleep.
This will forever be a sweet memory in this Mama's heart!