You would think I'd post more stories from 3 months of nannying, but I usually share them so don't feel the need to write them.
There are several gospel moments during my day with 3 kiddos. One particular day, a little one had an accident in his pants (which unfortunately isn't uncommon). He came up to me and reported, "I got a lot of poop in my pants." Sometimes, I am very good at keeping straight faces at moments like these, but I couldn't control myself this time... and burst into laughter.
As I was cleaning up the situation [insert Jersey Shore joke here], I couldn't help but think how innocent and sweet it was that he told me about his accident. He told me immediately, directly, plainly, and trusted that I knew what to do to clean him up.
How often do I do that with God? I usually do not immediately tell the Lord when I mess up, trusting that He is both good to forgive and great to change me.
At that time Jesus said, "I praise You, Father, Lord of heaven and earth, that You have hidden these things from the wise and intelligent and have revealed them to infants."