Friday, October 22, 2010
This morning and for the last couple of days, I have noticed that Mckenna (5 yo) will go to her room, shut the door and put on various church/primary CDs. I have even heard her singing along to them behind the closed door. She even busted out "Follow the Prophet" while we were in the car, without any music to accompany her. This makes me so happy, almost to the point of tears. I'm glad to see her clinging to the iron rod of her own free will and choice. It wasn't long ago that she would rail against church or any type of media about church. It warms my soul to know that I and her mother have succeeded in some small way, influencing her for good. I can only imaging how full of joy our Father's heart must be when he witnesses us choose that which is good, wholesome, and uplifting. This is truly one of the sweet mercies of parenting.