Leslie, helping decorate the tree this week.

My children have said or done many things over the years that, in their innocence, greatly convicted me of my failings. Tonight was one of those times.

On the first Saturday of each month, our church has “Field Service Saturday”. We go pass out tracts, witness to others about Christ, or make phone calls and follow up visits. I will not be able to go tomorrow, so I went yesterday afternoon with my oldest daughter as my partner. We made seventeen stops and talked to about ten people. It took us an hour. We dealt with dogs, including a pit bull, a broken step on a porch, lots of walking and some uninviting faces. I admit that I was relieved when we were done!

Tonight, as I was working in the kitchen, Leslie said, “You and Lauren aren’t going tomorrow to Field Service Saturday?” I said, “Lauren is going, but I won’t be able to. That’s why we went out yesterday.”
Leslie said, “Aw, that’s not fair. Lauren gets to go twice this week!”

As soon as the words left her mouth, I flashed through the thoughts that had crossed my mind while we were out yesterday. Thoughts like, “I can’t wait till this is over.”  “This is probably doing no good!” and  “I hope I don’t catch germs from this place.” My heart was smitten. In my mind, I asked the Lord to forgive me for my selfish spoiled ways and to help me have the heart of a seven year old, a heart that finds joy in serving Him.


3 thoughts on “The Heart of a Seven Year Old

  1. Pat says:

    Out of the mouth of kids….wise beyond her years, very tender heart, thanks for sharing.


  2. Kristy... says:

    My kids often say things convicting me and reminding me that they are watching me as their example!

    What a sweet girl with a servants heart!


  3. Anonymous says:

    What a precious, convicting post! You have children with tender hearts, and it is a blessing to be around them.
    I love you.


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