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Praying for "hurts"....

It's amazing me lately how much I am learning about life through these two little rambunctious two year olds.  Yesterday was another lesson learned.

So Rylee has become very aware of everyone's owies and has become extremely concerned with a couple little owies on Dan's leg.....nothing big but she is SO concerned.  For some reason, she calls owies--> hurts.  Randomly she will come grab my hand saying, "Come Mommy...daddy's hurts...need kisses."

Sooo I was saying a prayer with the twins before bed last night.  After praying for a good night's rest, I started praying for daddy who was fishing.  Before I could even finish praying for Dan, she quickly she sits up in bed and shouts--"AND DADDY'S HURTS!!!!!"  I smiled and continued to pray for his hurts. :)

Long after hearing their shouts of "AMEN" or Reid's "A-NEN" and closing their door last night, I have been thinking about Rylee's sweet little voice reminding me to pray for Daddy's hurts.  This was the first time either of the twins have had anything to contribute during our nightnight prayer.....and frankly probably the first time I realized they were even paying attention! :)  Usually we just pray through the chaos! Hahaha.  Anyway-this has got me to thinking about three things.

1.  Kids don't miss a thing you do.  Good or bad...they want to be just like us.  Copying the way you say things, how you respond to problems and how you treat others.  Now, I am really having a problem claiming Reid's desire to body-slam those he loves in order to get attention....or Rylee's "shake your booty" song and dance.   But I suppose it comes from somewhere...must be their aunts/uncles..(winkwink).  But may this be a huge reminder to myself and all parents....what are you teaching your children without realizing it?  May I be intentional about what I say...how I say it...and pray for a lot of grace with all of this! :)

2.  Kids are SO precious and unaffected by the ways of the world.  Nothing yet has jaded their view of love....loving other people...and who God is.  (Now-I should say most kids...sad truth is many kids at this age have already been calloused by hurts or abuse.)  But most kids at this age love unconditionally, not expecting anything in return.  And it just makes my heart burst to think that little Rylee already recognizes what it means to love people by praying for them.  She knew that Daddy had a hurts and knew that when we talk to God...he listens and wants to know what we need His help with.

3.  How often are we quick to pray for others' "hurts" before our own?  If you are like me....my prayers can often begin talking to God about what is going on in my life and how I would like Him to change things or do things a certain way...which is another story but seriously....I think God was teaching me through Rylee's request last night.  Don't forget to pray for "hurts."  There are so many people with so many "hurts" and God is listening and it does make a difference.

Well....as I wrap this up....the twins are playing/wrestling together.  And I should probably intervene before we have more HURTS! :)  Hahaha....have a happy and wonderful weekend! And don't forget to pray for hurts!

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