God works in mysterious ways and He never ceases to amaze me.
Just the other day, I was telling Little K something or other about needing to
make sure I do some work so I can help pay the bills and she responded with
something like “Why do you worry? It’s all going to work out. God always takes
care of you.”
As I looked in the backseat of my car through my rearview mirror, I expected to see a sage
old man but it was just my 7-year-old. She floors me most days. Wise beyond her
years.
Until the next nap time...
