I'm known for a few things, but not my prayers.
I'd like to pray more because with my limited experience in that particular genre, it's been very positive.
I realised today, as i was skipping, that i often say i'm praying about something but i'd rarely directed it in God's face. Eg dear God ....... I think i kind of thought about it being a prayer and maybe in some ways that is enough. But i felt a more serious approach coming on.
So i told the girls. They are good wee listeners re my ramblings.
I have spoken about two children, Molly and jack, who had prayed for a year for their dad to get a new job and how he had. They were stoked and often testified for praying for their Dad.
As I reminded the girls about their friends M and J, i said that we were going to start doing that every day for some important things for us - a steady job of teaching for me (2-3 days a week would be luf-ley) and a new house for us to live in by early next year (room outside to play, warm, bath and good price - $10 k suggested!). Sometimes life is so simple. Tonight over dinner, I tried to make it simple. Our concerns and weights on our shoulders becoming our prayers to Him!
L asked if we could pray for Dad to come back too. I had to be honest and share that he wasn't going too because he didn't like the only adult living in the house, not the kids. She cried. oh she cried. I kind of didn't expect that but we cuddled and i got a glimpse of her heart again. I said we could pray that God would bless Daddy.
(photo - L, saying to her friends in Christchurch, "we've been praying for you." She also asked the 3 year old how many after shocks he had felt! Such big questions for a little guy).
We got a parcel from London-town this week. Precious times opening gifts from afar. Liv got a hold of my camera and these are some of the shots with the hats, lipglosses and more! Thanks again our family, we adore you and the surprise parcels.
Lastly some bubble bath shots. These are so awesome ...... we put a bit too much bubble mixture in and i had to scoop buckets of bubbles out the window whilst the girls had a bucket load of fun. Good times.
