Thoughts from a School Nurse You might feel a little stick!

Yesterday we went to my nephew's Dedication Ceremony at church. He is the cutest thing; 7 months old and so friendly. It was a really nice ceremony. The pastor spoke a little about the baby and his parents, and prayed specifically for the baby's spiritual growth. Then afterwards, we all went and had a nice lunch. I enjoyed going to a different church and sitting with my husband, who usually plays in the band at our church every Sunday. The pastor that Dedicated my nephew also Dedicated our daughter 5 years ago. That made it even more special. I missed our church, though. I missed our band and pastor's message, and seeing everyone.
When we got home, my daughter decided to rearrange her room and toy room to make more room for her table and chairs. She moved everything herself and when she was finished she asked me and her father to come and see what she'd done. On her table was a picture of our cat, Charlie (who ran away a while back), and a picture of her Daddy holding her wearing her white dress and bonnet on the evening she was Dedicated, and in the center of the table was her Bible. She told us that the table was now her Bible desk, where she could read and make notes (she's asked for a pad of sticky notes). I felt really proud at that moment. Proud and overwhelmed that her Bible means that much to her, and that she wants to read it. She sees Mark and I reading our Bibles, and I guess she understood more of the Dedication ceremony than we'd realized. I'm so glad my daughter is realizing the importance of going to church, reading the Bible, and making God a priority. I hope when my daughter is able to show (teach) her cousin important "kid skills" like how to slide down backwards and jump off the third step, she'll include some of the Bible stories and Sunday School prayers she's learning now. This morning, as a start my day at school, I'm a really proud Mommy.