Recently, I have noticed that whenever I was in pain (like a
few weeks ago when the wok lid hit and bruised my toe), or emotionally down (like
when I heard a friend passed away last week), JJ
would ask, “Mommy, are you ok?” And as soon as I described my situation, JJ
would disappear from the scene for a good minute or so before coming back to me
with tissues.
I was very curious what she was up to that I followed her one
morning after telling her that I had twisted my wrist. Like always, she
ran away. Then I found her kneeling down, sandwiched her face in her
little hands, lowering her head in her room praying.
When she was done praying, our eyes met. She asked the
same questions she’s always asked, “Mommy, are you better now?” I rotated
my wrist, remembering how she had cast her care on Jesus through prayer, I
smiled and nodded my head. My wrist was hurting less and my heart was
warmed by her pure faith. With a beaming smile, she answered me, “Of
course you are better! I have prayed for you.”
JJ has reminded me of the passage in Matthew 18:3, “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become
like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.”
JJ’s trust for the Lord is so honest and pure. She firmly
believes that God answers prayers. She has demonstrated to me what faith
looks like. Pray and believe that God has heard it and wait patiently for
His work to be accomplished.