Pray

"Hey, Mommy, do you know what we forgot to do?" - Tay
"What?" - me
"We forgot to pray!" - Tay
"Oh! That's right..." - me
"It's okay, Mommy. I do it. Hands together and follow me." - Tay

Led by a child in prayer is a beautiful way to come back to God.

I have become lazy in nurturing FAITH in my two children who have been named with the meaning of "faith." It's very suiting that Shingil - "path to faith" or "luck in faith" - is the one leading the way in rekindling that fire that has dimmed in my heart. Even at church two weeks ago, we were sitting in the cry room (where there was no audio) and she was very quietly sitting next to me. I asked her if she wanted to go play with the toys like the other kids. She shook her head, "no," and so I asked her if next time, she would rather just sit out in the regular pews and not come into the cry room. She said, "yes." Who knew?

At this point in my life, I am feeling content and therefore, I find myself getting lazy. I don't strive to make things happen like I should because things are comfortable - stable - easy...lazy. Why get everyone up early on a Sunday morning to get a bunch of cranky people dressed up and out the door? Why worry about packing snacks and small toys to make sure the kids are quiet and happy through the Mass? Why stress through Mass in a cry room where I can't hear anything or sing anything anyway? Why sit in the regular pews and stress about the kids getting noisy when I can just sit and let them play in the cry room and not pay attention to the Word at all?

It's just so much easier to just sleep in...have a lazy breakfast...spend a relaxing, fun day with the family. This is exactly what I did this past Sunday. But...at dinnertime, we are sitting at the table and starting to eat when Tay asks the question, "Hey, Mommy, do you know what we forgot to do?"

A path to faith.

This calls for some soul searching and a revamping of my motivation. An examination of my walk with God. Apparently I have decided to make a pit-stop and am lollygagging too long because God is using my three-year-old to remind me that I need to get off my lazy bum and begin rejoicing in Him again.

Back in July, our new priest started up morning prayer before work so I had started going every morning before going into work because it only meant I had to leave for work about 15 minutes earlier than normal. I got lazy and stopped doing that in August with the excuse that Tay was starting school so I had to use those extra 15 minutes in the morning to pack her lunch. To be honest, her lunch is packed way before I ever have to leave for work and I just spend those extra 15 minutes checking my FB or tidying the house before leaving for work. ::sigh::

Just because I am at a point in my life that I *think* everything is going swell, it does not mean that I am excused from worshiping - praying - visiting God's house every week, every day...every moment. It only means I should be praying even more with thanks and praises for all of His GRACE. It's funny how God sends subtle reminders to bring you back to Him when He feels you wandering into the distance...I met a lady today and we had a wonderful conversation about our kids and we had quite a lot in common. When I finally asked her name, her name was...Grace.

So, now I sit here and write about all my laziness and how I am reminded that I should not only seek God when I am in need or in sorrow. I should seek Him more because my life is full of His LOVE and GRACE.

With a thankful heart,
I praise you, Lord.
With humbleness,
I come to you.
On my knees,
I lift You up.
Lead me,
And I will follow.