The power of prayer is crazy. You can toss it up to coincidence but sometimes it’s hard to explain. Last night I prayed for guidance in raising my children and asked God for a yearly review of my motherhood performance for 2014. This morning, while driving our two-year old daughter to daycare, this conversation happened:
D = daughter; M = me (mom)
D: We need a cake!
M: Why do we need a cake?
D: For the birthday.
M: Who’s birthday?
D: Baby Jesus
Then she started talking about Santa:
D: Santa is gonna bring presents.
M: What kind of present is he bringing?
D: I get tutu.
M: Why is he bringing you a present?
D: It’s Baby Jesus birthday. Everyone gets presents.
She then went on to explain that her brother will get soup, her father gets clothes and I get new boots (I love boots!).
Then it hit me that God was perhaps answering my prayer from last night. A two-year old was explaining to me about Christmas and how it was a celebration of the birth of our Christ. A 2-year old! Perhaps it was God’s way of telling me, “Hey, you’re doing alright as a mother. Keep up the good work by raising children to know me.” Coincidence…maybe. One thing I do know, when you pray you become ten times more aware of the world around you.
So we are starting a new tradition in our home on Christmas Eve – baking Baby Jesus a birthday cake.
Happy Birthday Baby Jesus!
