It's been such a long week that I don't even know where to start or what to write about. I've been really trying to make sure that I have some one on one time with God each day. It's just tough when the girls are up and the chaos they bring makes it hard to concentrate. With Christmas less than a week away I'm making sure that we keep the reason for the season right in front of us. The girls have seen me volunteering at church. Mackenzie even helped greet this morning by welcoming those coming into the building. We are going to make some more goodies for the neighbors while she is on Christmas break from school. And I think that I am going to make a cake for celebrate the birth of Jesus on Saturday.
Earlier in the week Mackenzie and I had a very nice conversation on the way to school. She asked me if I knew of anyone that doesn't believe in God. I told that yes I did. Her Uncle Rob, Aunt Heather and cousin Riley. Her response - So that means they won't go to heaven when they die. I let her know that she is correct. With a confidence in her voice that spoke beyond her years she tells me - Well, I believe in God. I was so happy to hear her say that my cheeks hurt from smiling so much. Mackenzie is now at the age where she questions everything. And I am so happy to be able to have these open conversations with her.
For the past few days I've had this unsettling feeling that God wants me to do something. I just can't quite put my finger on what it is he needs me for. I think I might know what it is but I'm not sure how to go about making it happen. As I continue to read The Purpose Driven Life each day clarity hasn't come to me yet. I know that God will put me where he needs me when he needs me. So in the meantime I need to make sure my ears are open to hear his whispers. I'll let you know if God hits me upside the head with the answer. =)
