You Capture: Happiness

Jonyn thinks he needs to be outside from the moment he finishes his breakfast, and sometimes sooner, til the moment it is time for bed. Sometimes that is just okay, sometimes, we have to break his little heart and make him stay inside. After all, it is 180* out there. Or something.

When he can go out, he plays his little heart out. He loves his trike and has recently discovered fun comes with a small shovel and dirt. He's been outside most of today. Nekkid. Diaper only. Barefoot. What's new?

He's happy.

 

I asked the boys to clean their bathroom for me. (really for them. because. ew, boys. ew. and they are oblivious.) Just before that I was shaking the dirty out of the babies cloth dipe into the potty.

Taylan said, "Ew."

I said, "Yeah, but someday when you're a grown up and married and have your own kids, you'll be doing the same thing."

Both big boys chimed in, "Yeah." "It's true."

I so love that! It makes my heart happy.

We haven't seen rain in a very very long time. Today we had a good chance of it. We could even hear thunder and smell the delicious goodness of possibility. So Taylan asked everyone to be quiet, and then he prayed, "God, please let it rain so we can play and the plants can grow. Amen."

A few minutes later, both boys come in from outside yelling about it working!

"What's working?"

"We prayed and it rained!" They were so happy.

It was not enough to see with our eyes, nor even show up on the ground. But we felt in on our skin just before it evaporated, long enough to know it did, in fact, sprinkle rain. As much as we Texans need a great massive downpour that lasts a week or more, I cannot complain about the small amount we did see feel because to my boys, it was completely a faith-filled answered prayer.

Belief. Trust. Faith. They knew God would answer without a doubt. And the excitement they felt was huge. That makes me happy.