I Am a Child of God

I Am a Child of God is Coleman's favorite song. I love that he loves it. He sings it to Flint all the time. I especially love that he believes this and is learning how true it is and how much Heavenly Father loves him. Today we made the coolest paper airplanes. Cole is loving flying them all over the place.  He lost one and had been looking for it and asking for my help. We couldn't find it. I thought he had maybe given up until he came running into my room.

Coleman: Mom, I said a prayer to help me find my airplane. Now what do I do?

Mom: That’s great. Now you have to keep looking for it.

Coleman: Oh...

He looked for a (short) minute.

I saw him in my closet, arms folded, head bowed, eyes pinched shut tight.

Coleman: Heavenly Father, do it quick. I really want it right now. In the name of Jesus Christ, amen.

I said a fast prayer that Cole's patience would hold out long enough to find it. I shouldn’t have doubted. He knows his son.

I glanced at Cole and saw the airplane a couple feet away from him in his looking path. He found it and it was quick. 2 prayers answered. Cole happily said a quick prayer of thanks. Now he’s wandering around talking about how “cool” Heavenly Father is.

I am smiling and thinking the same thing.

I know we are all his children and that he knows and loves each of us. How blessed we are to be in his tender care. I'm so thankful for his love that I feel every day in my life - especially through these beautiful children he has entrusted to me.