Blessed

I was blessed today listening to a momma tell me how her five year old daughter shares Jesus. Mom and daughter were at a Tractor Supply Store in town and the owner, having a daughter close in age, asked what school did attend and what was she learning there.  The daughter gave him the name of the school correctly and than told him that at school she learned about Jesus.  Somehow, I don't think that was the answer he was expecting but oh, how it brings a smile to my heart.  That night the same family went to a Chinese food restaurant where this child was delighted to be at because at school they had just finished a unit on China and had learned that not all places in China can you talk about Jesus, along with many other things.  This did not sit well with this child who was heartbroken that not everyone could learn about and love Jesus as much or as easily as she could.  Well, the waitress walked up to the table and with big beautiful eyes, the child asked, "Are you from China?"  "Yes", the waitress replied with a big welcoming smile on her face.  The smile grew bigger on the child as she asked, "Oh, do you know about Jesus?"  The waitresses smile faltered and she looked down at the child and kind of got a little smile back but brushed past the question with questions of her own about food.  All the adults at the table and close surrounding areas got quiet when they heard the question.  Proud parents with smiles of adoration looking upon their child.  Other adults were just amazed that the child was asking that kind of question in the first place.
""Oh, My beloved child," I can just hear Christ saying.  "Your faith, your heart."  As this dear momma brought this story to me I could hardly keep the tears from streaming down my face.  I can SEE in her Christ at this tender young age.  Boldness. Speaking frankly.  No fear.  This is a child that I can SEE being a missionary, wherever God places her.  Today, I am blessed by a child. 
Precious Savior and my Redeemer, help me to be bold in my faith like a child.  Forgive me for falling short way too many times with missed opportunities.  Thank you for children who learn Your word and take the truth and speak it.  In Your name I pray, amen.

Blessed

School was dismissed early today because of a huge sleet and snowstorm coming into town and I had a couple of errands to run before it hit.  One of my errands included going to the grocery store with what seemed like every other person in town.  After quickly filling my cart, I took my place in line (10 people back- next to the dog food ) and waited my turn.  It was a long wait (my ice cream melted), but everyone around me was in a good mood.  When I finally reached the register and started placing my groceries on the conveyer belt, the elderly gentleman behind me leaned forward to tell me that he thought some of my groceries were leaking.  Startled, I looked back down the aisle behind me and sure enough, underneath my cart was a growing puddle of milk.  After reaching under my cart and pulling out the three gallons of milk and determining which milk was leaking, this kind stranger took my milk, told me to continue unloading and that he would go exchange my milk for me.  I was flabbergasted and so very touched.  This is something that I would do, but was floored by the kindness of a stranger.  It was one of those moments when all I could say was Thank You, and yet it did not seem enough.  I loved that God was able to bless me this way today and am so grateful for this man.  May God BLESS him and allow me the opportunity to bless someone else in the same way.