They Matter

Connor: Mommy, what is a Twitter?

Mommy: Its an internet program that let’s people put their thoughts out for others to read.

Cayden: Why?

Mommy: Because people want to feel like their thoughts matter to someone.

Cayden: Why mommy?

Mommy: Its at the root of human nature, honey. People want to feel like they mean something to someone.

(Silence)

Connor: You’re thoughts matter to me mommy.

Mommy (though tears): And your thoughts matter to me, sweetie.

My Prayer For This Moment

Thank you Lord God that you did all that needed to be done to reconcile me with you because there is nothing in me that could have done it without you. I am in awe of the truth of you. Lord God, you are a multi-dimensional being who created the layers of this universe through the awesome power that is you. From my 3-dimensional perspective, I don’t understand, but you created in me a desire to know more.

In the moments I am still, I see a glimpse of your majesty, a smile peek at the essence of you, and I am floored at your greatness! In those moments I am reminded that I am not you, my scope of control does not include the flow of the wave that is humanity. You have a perspective on this world that I cannot comprehend. You see order in the chaos of the pain, injustice, oppression, and the freedom, happiness, and prosperity that is the human relationship on this planet. You are greater than me and I trust in you.

Thank you Lord God for allowing me this opportunity to experience a life on this planet through a body created with the elements of this planet. Connecting me to it, giving me the unexplainable desire to treat it with respect. Through your direction, help me to make a positive contribution to the health and healing of your complete creation, while understanding and respecting the breadth of the scope of my journey.

Oh Heavenly Father, thank you for allowing me the opportunity to experience a life based on the forward momentum of my choices. I have the opportunity to craft an experience in this world with my decisions and to live each day as the culmination of a grand adventure. I am in awe of the opportunity to share this journey with other people in your creation, and to hear their unique perspectives. I have faith in your power of reconciliation and I trust in the greatness of your will. My faith in you gives me peace. My faith in your sacrifice, for my sake gives me rest.

Who am I to be worthy of your awesome love? Through your example, I feel a compassion beyond just me for all people to have the freedom of connecting to you, their creator, uninhibited from access to your calling for them. I seek your strength and guidance in the use of my voice, my finances, my labor, and my influence whenever you call me to stand for your will.

Lord God, I know I am only in control of my choice to experience this journey with you.

I apologize for every time I dishonored the examples of your mercy and your grace in MY life by taking on pieces of the journey from the lives of others. I celebrate what you have made real for my life and I thank you for your promise to never leave nor forsake me. I praise you in this moment for the very freedom to praise you!

Lead me and guide my support of people in positions of importance and responsibility on this planet. With your wisdom, I will make choices in my conversations and financial dealings to insure that I’m not contributing to actions or deeds that are not of you. Help me to understand the scope of my role and contribution in the wave of humanity, and help me to remember to see what is REAL about my life.

Dear Lord God, This is what I know to be real in this moment… Through Your genius in our design, we are connected to one another and this planet. Through the mercy of Your grace, our experiences and our perspectives are unique, individual, and precious. Through the love in Your sacrifice, our reconciliation with your Wonder is eternal!

How’s Your Smile?

Cayden: Mommy, do you remember the “Hokey Pokey” song?
Me: Yes?
Cayden: Well, I think it should be called the “Pokey Hokey” song. That’s how I’m gonna sing it.
Me: Why do you like “Pokey Hokey” better than “Hokey Pokey”?
Cayden: Well… when I say, “Pokey Hokey” my smile gets a yiddle bigger.

Wow! When did I stop looking for ways to make my smile a yiddle BIGGER?