Which is weird, because sometimes she just does not want to pray and makes me take a turn. Maybe it takes too much energy to think through all the things she prays for? She comes up with the most beautiful phrasing and thinks of the most poignant things to pray for, always remembering to pray for her brother and sister who are away to “be lights.” And thanking that Father in Heaven of hers for his Son who created this beautiful world.
One day, after a Fast Sunday when she had been praying for Elle (Elle has been trying to get some guidance on whether or not she should serve a mission), she said the most heart-felt prayer for her. I cannot remember many of the words, but her heart was so wrapped up in that pleading for her sister it made my heart swell more than ever.
When we talk about things the kids learned at church she perks right up, remembering the intricate parts of the lessons she learned, and loves to recount them.
Lately she has really upped her game on singing the hymns in sacrament meeting.
She holds that hymn book close and sings with all her heart.
Grace couldn’t help but capture a little part of the end of the song we were singing last Sunday, and I’m so glad because I will treasure it forever:
She knows He lives.
Without a doubt He is her Savior.
How I hope she can hold onto that knowledge to help her through life.
I was reading in the Book of Mormon yesterday and came across this verse: “and the people began to forget those signs and wonders which they had heard, and began to be less and less astonished at a sign or a wonder from heaven, insomuch that they began to be hard in their hearts, and blind in their minds, and began to disbelieve all which they had heard and seen…” (3 Nephi 2:1)
It stopped me in my tracks because it made me think of Lucy and all that conviction in her heart. She may be losing her vision, but she is not “blind in her mind”…or her heart. She is fully aware of her Savior and loves Him. How do I keep it there, planted firmly and growing so beautifully in her little soul? How do we nurture that together? And how do I keep my own conviction strong in a world that is loud with distractions from what’s most important?
There are so many little things we can do to keep our own connections to Heaven, always something to be working on because it doesn’t just stay without effort. But I am so grateful for this little girl of mine who helps build my spirit with her own gigantic one.