Emmanuelle, when you were 7, you’d point out every bull rush you’d see from your carseat. You’d always ask me if we could stop and get some, for a good half of your 7th year. So finally, we went to Michael’s and bought you your own fake plants to put in front of our house so you’d always smile every day when you see them. (image: Bull Rush by Cei Peterson)
Emma: Mamam, I think God was pushing me today on the swings during recess.Me: How do you know?Emma: Because I was going so high and I was singing songs to Him about nature. I was looking around me and saw all the things He made and wanted to sing.Me: Why didn’t you want to play with your friends?Emma: Because I want to talk with my Father.Me: That’s sweet Emma.Zienne: Ate. Are you sure it wasn’t Pastor Ding ??
too good not to pass on…
Zi: I dreamt of the kids last night, mamam.Me: what kids?Zi: you remember, last night? You told us about the kids. ***flashback the night before when I told them that our family’s new year’s resolution would be to help out people more who have no homes, no food, no beds even in the winter…***Me: Oh! What was your dream about the kids?Zi: I gave them blankets, and coats. I gave them food so they were happy. And when they got sleepy, I gave them a nice pillow.