I know it's been forever.
On Monday Mason and I picked Andrew up from the bus stop. Andrew was BEAMING because he had been given a cute little key chain with a green foot on it from his teacher. I can't tell you how excited he was! Our daily ritual is for the kids to cut the corner of the apartment complex, while I go the long way, in a "race" to see who gets home first (I'm sure you'd never guess they win every time). We got about half way across the complex when Andrew burst into sudden tears. He had lost his key chain somewhere between the bus stop and the half way mark. We started a hunt for it and I realized this was an important time to teach a spiritual concept. Prayer.
We stood right there and, while he didn't want to say it for being so upset, I said a prayer for him that Heavenly Father would help us find his key chain. I asked him if he had faith that Heavenly Father would help us, and he said yes. I asked Mason, and he said yes, too. I told them I knew Heavenly Father would help us and if we worked hard to find it, He would make it easier for us to find. We walked back and forth on the lawn, 3, 4, 5 times. Nothing. All the time I was praying that God would help Andrew learn this important principle. As we walked by the 6th time, split up and spread out, I called to Andrew to ask if he had found it yet. At that very moment, he reached down and said "Look, mom! My key chain! Heavenly Father DID help me!" We hugged it out, of course, said a prayer of gratitude, and started the trek home again, this time all together. As we were nearing our building I heard Mason a few yards behind me, start singing "I Love To See The Temple."
Such a swelling in my heart. Such a wonderful lesson. Such an amazing teaching moment.
"And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive." - Matthew 21:22
-C
