The faith of a child

I woke up hearing the monotonous sound of the raindrops. I heard the alarm went off earlier and was still very sleepy to wake up Donald. It’s the first day of the week and Ella is suppose to be at school. I feel guilty sending her off the school in such weather and yet I feel even more guilty of letting her miss another day at school. When Donald told me that the teacher sent a text message earlier informing us that there would be no class until Wednesday because her MIL died, I felt better. Not because of the MIL’s death but because Ella could spend three days at home. It’s been raining endlessly and the neighbor’s are now flooded. Glad that we have higher grounds here because I do not know what to do with floodwater coming inside the house. Read the rest of this entry »

Little girl’s faith

Ella at age 2 has built a strong faith. She prayed every night as if  God was infront of her. I didn’t make her memorize a prayer. She just say what she truly feels. Every night she always amazed me at how she prayed like an old woman. She even has the choice of words that she never uses except when talking to God.

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