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Have a little faith

A few years ago while my children were all sitting at the table eating their breakfast and my husband was rushing around trying to get out the door in time for work, I remind my husband that it was trash day.  A few moments after he left I noticed it started pouring down rain.  I mean pouring!  As soon as I noticed the rain, I went to the front window to make sure the trash was at the road.  It wasn't! 

Needless to say, I was not happy.  I started grumbling about the rain and the fact that I had just reminded my husband that it was trash day.  As I was grumbling, my oldest child asked me what was wrong.  I told him that I was not happy that I had to go out in the pouring rain and take the trash from the back of the house all the way down the driveway. We really didn't have that long of a driveway, but the way I was talking and the attitude I had you would think it was a mile long.

My then 5 year old son, in all of his wisdom and little body full of big faith, looks at me and says "why don't you just pray for the rain to stop".  I paused, only briefly, to look at his sweet face and admire his innocents and then went back to grumbling.

I got my hooded sweatshirt and shoes on and grumbled my way out the door into the garage.  I stepped out of the garage, still grumbling, but suddenly something caught my attention.  It had stopped raining.  Completely!  At that moment I had a huge smile on my face and tears running down my cheeks.  God had used my son to teach me a lesson about faith. 

I walked the trash can down to the end of the driveway, came inside and hugged my son.  I told him that his prayer worked.  I told him how the down pour of rain had completely stopped.  I told him to never loose that faith. 

Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. Hebrews 11:1

I often remind myself and my son about that story.  I want him to continue having that faith.  I want him to continue to remind me to have that faith. 

Thank you, God, for my faithful children.

Oh, and I now know I also needed to work on the attitude I have towards my husband, especially in front of my children, but that story is for another post!

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