These are the Days

My intent during this small chunk of time, was to catch up on my "Pasteurizing Milk" post that is still hanging over my head...so, we will see if we have time for that. However, I'm feeling a more pressing record needs to take place so that I remember today, in all its chaos and frenzy, and remember the 30 seconds when my little girl was sitting on the potty, "talking to God" and telling me about their conversation. When I came in after putting Olive down for her nap this is what she said:

"Mommy, I was just sitting here talking to God. He was telling me to stay on the straight and narrow path, and not to waver from it..." (insert big round eyes and a straight hand that emphasizes the words "straight and narrow" importantly)

"Oh really?" I said, remembering a conversation we had about 3 weeks ago when we were walking on a narrow path, talking about not straying from it because of the dangers that could lurk on either side, and how it is just like God telling us not to stray from His path...

"Yes!" she said, eyes wide again, sitting on that potty in deep contemplation :)  "Because if I go to the right, there could be snakes in the tall grass. And if I go to the left, the Mpali ants could sneak in my shoes and bite me! So, God just told me I need to stay on the narrow path, and He will keep me safe."

"You are exactly right, Lucy Grace..." and before we could elaborate further, that was it. 

 "Mommy, I'm ready to wipe..."

That was the glimpse I needed, the whisper from God telling me that these short, abbreviated Gospel conversations ARE taking root in this little one's heart, that He is moving in the midst of chaos, using these hot, sweaty days to not only shape me, but to shape another whom He has called to press in and venture on, 

slowly, slowly...

here in Bundibugyo.

 

  

 

 This is Life.

...and these are our days...